The woman was dressed in all white. Her lips painted a shiny blood red. Her eyes a dark brown, almost black looking. Her creamy, porcelain fingers stoked her cheek as she sat in her car. She wondered of where she should go next, for she had grown bored of this town. It was time to move on. She clutched her wheel and drove on. For days she drove until she found another small town. She loved towns. The way everyone knew each other. A sort of trust was formed between them. She knew they would be the easiest to befriend. She was very good with people. Her beauty and intelligence attracted many. She was also very kind and humble. Making all fall in love with her even though they know nothing about her.. She rarely spoke of her past. But everyone could see by her eyes that she had probably been through a lot. Which she has. Her wise eyes has seen a lot.
They have seen war, death and destruction. For she is in herself war, death and destruction. She is what children fear in their closets. She is the one they would parade in the streets and throw every stone her way. She is the snake in the garden. She is the darkness that clouds out the light. She is the physical embodiment of evil. And yet she is loved by all. Her presence forms a warmth within the bodies she surrounds. She does her job well. She spreads her darkness, unbeknownst to others. She converts them and corrupts them to be like her.
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She is called many names. Satan, Devil, Serpent, Tester, Theif, Beelzebub but she preferred her God given name. Lucifer, but you can call her Lucy.
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