Devils Under the Moonlight

'History repeats all over again' said the devil, grabbing onto the poor boy's body.

The boy was barely able to breathe. What? was all the boy could think. He stuggled. He wanted to get out. He was in an unkmown land. He was among the ruins of a palace, covered in moss and wines. The sky was clear. The land was deserted. But he could see cranes. 'HELP!!' he tried to yell. What's going on? Just before, he was in a desert, cause thats where he belonged. And his name was Ben Cooper. His family and cousins suddenly went missing. He tried looking for them, but no sign of them was found. While looking for them, he stumbled onto a broken mirrior, and as he picked it up and looked at it, there was no reflection. Confused, he had placed a finger on it, and here he was. Little did he know, what happened on the grounds he walked. Maybe it was once an ocean bed. Or maybe a battle field. Whatever it was, all he thought was that it could have been hunger or vengeance. And he was right.

' In lament of their dull knives and wingless bodies, do they try to kill and soar so high '