Suave and devanare he approached.
Overly expensive boots clicking as he walks.
Sharp suit, black tie, red handkerchief protruding from his breast pocket.
His face handsome underneath his neatly combed charcoal hair.
Horns, smaller than I had imagined, come out of his forehead in such a way as to make a statement.
A statement like these horns will become the height of fashion, complete with overly skinny runway models sporting the faux version for an upcoming fall season.
Yes, this is how I see The Devil as he approaches, a handsome man with just a touch of stereotype.
He speaks to answer a question I had not yet asked…
"Don’t mind me, I’m just passing through."
He grins in a way that manifests sweat upon my brow.
"But I feel I must tell you,"
He continues, his seemingly glowing eyes never losing contact with my own.
"This will not be the last you see of me. It seems I have become accustomed to your face,"
He stops for a moment to pull out an old tin case neatly packed with cigarettes. The wear on the case tells the tale of a long owned item full of scratches, dings, and sentiment. Of this one would usually think very little, but this being The Devil, I noted it of particular interest.
He takes a long drag of his ciggarette and exhales, pausing for the smoke to clear away. I don’t remember seeing him light it.
"Comforting I guess you could call it."
A couple more inhales, a couple more exhales. The ember glows in an unnatural way and my eyes are fixed upon it.
"You see I wonder to and fro, never with a home in which to rest my head. And it’s faces like yours that I’ve come to depend on. Faces that feel like coming home."
He smiles again, a smile that makes me believe what he’s saying is true as he casually flicks his nub of a cigarette to the ground, never making an effort to stamp out the still glowing ember.
"I guess it’s just your lucky day kid…I’ll see you around."
With that he walked away, the clicking of his boots echo off the walls until eventually fading away all together.
Leaving me alone with new knowledge that I could have done without. The Devil came to visit me. I knew it wouldn’t be the last time I saw him. As The Devil now calls me