“It´s a beautiful day outside,” whispered the demon in that honey-sweet voice. “You should go outside and enjoy it. It´s not healthy to spend all your time in here, watching the world through the window.”
“I have an idea,” said the angel. “Do you want to hear about it? I think it´s really cool, and I think you´ll really like it.”
“I am an empty chasm you will never adequately fill,” said the page, staring blankly.
“All of you are right,” said the writer, and put pen to paper anyway.
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