“I’m hoping you’ve felt enough wrath that maybe I can offer a little comfort again. We’ll see how it goes.” Wrath. The Devil is the master of inflicting pain. But I’m under no illusions here. I know that even the worst of the pain he’s given me is no more than I can take. Purposefully laced with pleasure, keeping me on the edge. Balancing. Ready to topple into his snare and never come out. But damn, if he doesn’t love to receive it, too.
