Description
You’ve been told that evil has a name, a shape and a tail. That it roams free, tempts you, exists outside of you. But if the devil took the floor, he wouldn’t talk about hell. He’d talk about the fear that paralyzes you, the guilt you drag behind you, the desire you deny, the self-deception you perfect every morning. He’d talk about you. And what you’d hear whispered in your ear wouldn’t sit well at all.
