Morningstar

I was entering another realm. Never thought I would literally mean in but here I was. The air burned in my lungs as I inhaled. Tears brimming my eyes from the poisonous fog. My skin burned but shuddered from the eeriness at the same time. By now my lungs were on fire and my feet were bleeding as the glass shards pierced into them. No footsteps were heard, only a dark silhouette approaching me. It came to recognition as I squinted my eyes to see if it were him. His walk was intimidating, making me cautious like a deer in front of headlights. He stopped 4 feet away from me, the fog immediately disappearing. I could see him clearly now. He was perfect. Not a single flaw in his looks. As if sculpted by God. But who was I kidding? I was standing in front of the Devil himself.