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Once upon a time
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 Once upon a time there was a great devil with wings he was leather he was ancient like a hinted evil all in gold he manufactured things then called them presents to be given. They did pretty good in the bazaar behind the market. When he had a present left over he would rub it in taloned hand and laugh a long aweful laugh and say ON the morrow it will sell more golden coin we need in Arizona. He lived in a small tower near the city dump and every day he sold his presents just taking coins and piling them up until the tower itself was full of golden coins and hard to navigate the tower steps he sometimes just flew to the top ignoring birds that flew too near in jest they cawed like crows. The flapping of his wings sounded so fake like the sound a preacher makes when he has hollered too many times and talked way too much his throat gets kinda raspy he has no small trouble talking and it sounds like leather wings a flapping somewhere in Arizona. The tower was only twelve stories tall each story was only half a mile as the seventh story was the devils perch. He had computor fixed for voice commanding as he could never clutch the mouse with taloned hand he told computor what to do and whatever devil wanted devil got it the flashing screen was just a background seemed alive with numbers changing back then forth from 666 to 666 to 666 in different colors and then sizes. The outside of the tower was just sandstone dust always moving like a landslide up then down it gave one vertigo or nausea just to watch it the thing was not a dragon not a human caricature not even demon for it seemed to have some ears its face was blank like someone made an android and then forgot to make its face then added wings of leather to its carapace for bug or even alien thing it was at once repulsive yet alive and needing love like pets that people love then bury in the garden and they mourn them as if they were once human and then they grow up some more years and get busy with the life and they forget them they follow after devil and try to steal the golden coin the idiots run up to the tower to try to mount the steps the sides of the tower and they fall they have no coherent grasp upon the wall it moves and slides a dusty mess it cascades like a waterfall of dust to keep them out to hide the treasure for the devil of the tower light a computor made of stone blinking on and off with my namme upon the screen of golden coins piled high beside the flashing numerals of light the devil smiling as he watched the 666 keep changing in the night on one night in 2000 b. c. it stopped and no matter what the devil did it would not start until the midnight hour was then over and a new day had started some say it was the birth of Christ that done it. If you go into the city dump near Placerville and look out to the desert there you may see the tower window and the flashing numbers of computor but you will never steal the golden horded coin of devil there or climb the tower from the stair or scale the androids wall for you will fall once upon a time



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