Beautiful girls

The devil really had a beautiful speaking voice, think Karyn. He stood up in front of her, eight feet, engulfed in flames and stinking of sulfur. He stared at her with eyes that with inner fire, his skin a dark red, every inch of the quintessential image of the lord of hell fire. But he said with one voice, as it should do is voice-over for documentaries on the nature of work, a sort of Patrick Stewart, Ian McKellen-meets-baritone that sounds surprisingly Karyn make ease. "Very well," he said. "They should be very proud of themselves. Archaeologists have worked with these rolls for years, and each one of them was unable to determine exactly how to pronounce the diphthong in the latter third of the last syllable . But you, my dear ... you have a bright future ahead of you. I am very excited to see what you can do with my offer. " "Offer?" Karyn held the scroll in front of her like a talisman. For all they knew, it was. She was an archaeologist, not a demonologist. Have thought they had studied the ancient scrolls Sumerian for their value as historical artifacts, not because they evoke a literal power of creatures from hell. Hundreds of respected academics had produced countless interpretations of the characters on parchment, and not one of them had accidentally called the great enemy. Apparently they had all read it wrong. Fortunately it. The prince of darkness did not seem interested, they pull back into the realms of the underworld, though. He just graduated with an interest in an ironic smile on his face grotesque. "Oh, yes, Karyn." Her smile widened when he saw grinning Karyn. "Yes, I know your name. I know how old you are, and at what age your students, you have to say. I know you dye your hair brown because it makes you look smarter, think you broke with your boyfriend a year ago last week, and you is not had sex in seven months, and I know exactly what form the mole on your inner thigh. I do not think to look the case of every sparrow, like some I could mention, but I pay no attention to. And I have an offer for you. A very generous offer. I waited long for someone to read this page. " Karyn shook his head. She had never been a very religious person, despite (or perhaps because of) the study of the ancient roots of modern religion, but each culture has its stories of "trafficking with the devil" and now they stood and looked at the face turned to face the real thing, the meat, she knew better than to accept one of them. "Anyway," she says, "the answer is no." "You have not heard my offer," said the devil. "I want, Karyn Bell, the power you want to do everything you just that, and every need is love -. Yes, blessed - your every command obeyed no matter what it is, the mundane to the question most. the desire is there and depraved that the most natural thing in the world, they seem to do. "