We return to the Pentagram room.
Chay is non-being. Rob unconscious, made so by an inconsequential glance from Imperator Daemonium. Still Imperator Daemonium spews words, now about oblivion. And Farmer?
Farmer laughs. His hands outstretched, manipulating time and space. He is pleased with his work this night, this extended epochal split-second. Imperator Daemonium has accepted Farmer's servile submission over hundreds of years and this has blunted the Demon's mistrust, allowing Farmer a fissure in his servility in which to perform that for which he has waited for millennia.
Suddenly, without warning, Imperator Daemonium stops its clatter.
D.M. over 4 years ago
the constant uncertainty over Farmer creates great tension and suspense!