The Glitter Jungle:
Fiction:
Playful Devil
The Devil himself shall play with us, dance in our circle, hair wild and laughing like a child because we give him this freedom
He's as soft and cuddly as a baby bunny while engulfed in flames, the wrath of all the gods and the pain of all mankind
Beautiful like an erupting volcano but a million times more
He'll smile and reality will ripple and change, unfolding and reshaping
But he is us, within us,
Holding our hands
Laughing and playing in a green meadow on a lovely, blue summer's day