Sean Mackinnon

The Demonic Errand

By Sean Mackinnon Medusa sat on a twisted pile of petrified human remains which we had roughly shaped into a throne, as per her orders. My fellow imps and I swept up dust and gravel in an attempt to look busy, carefully avoiding Medusa’s gaze. The snakes that wreathed her head hissed and spat angrily [...]

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