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I saw the devil. It was two weeks ago and before any idea that I’d be typing this. It was early morning and I was halfway between awake and asleep. I could just make out the glow from the real world outside the bedroom windows. I’m awake but I’m asleep. I can see him. He’s come to me.
Lyn is asleep, she has her back to me and I can hear her breathing and I can hear that hollow silence when everyone is asleep.
He is here but its not a physical presence and the room doesn’t grow cold or hot. I know its him but I cannot tell you what he looks like.
I’m frightened but resigned as well, its the devil afterall and my friends know I am the last to believe such things.
He is close and tilts his head side to side as if he is inspecting my face. I watch his eyes move back and forth as if curious almost childlike.
But it wasn’t his appearance that I was frightened of.
It was his presence.
I told Lyn just now. We took my dog Bug for a walk. She asked why didn’t I tell her on that day. “Because I didn’t think you’d believe me”. But you don't even believe in these things.
”I know and thats why I didn’t tell you”.
“I saw the Devil” I said again. But I have to say it again, its so unbelievable.
”I saw the Devil” I tell her in a more determined tone. She knows me, she knows my voice.
ɹǝpun uʍop puɐl ǝɥʇ ɯoɹɟ