It stopped. She did not know what exactly had stopped but she, as well as everyone else in the world, knew it had stopped. After seventeen years of this life and it stops. Not life perhaps, but this never-ending, unnoticeable sound stopped. No one knew what it meant. No one but her that is. For her it meant that her father was home. After millions of years. Cause you see her father sometimes referred to as the "father of lies" was home. His name everyone feared and they had a reason too for his true name is Lucifer. The fallen angel himself.
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Short stories
RandomLike the title said just some short stories that I wrote back in 2018. Some I might make into their own separate story if enough people like/comment on them.
