I Store My Demons Next to the Pickled Beets (opens in new tab)

Ball Jar Demon The demon lasted a good month, emitting low moans and sandpaper coughs into her ear, before Celia found an old Ball jar in the cellar, plucked the being off the cutting board with a pair of chopsticks where it had writhed since its summoning, screwed it in tightly without any empathy, and […] The post appeared first on .