Friday Night on the Beach

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[He sits in the sand listening to the waves break. He tracked the fine movements of the stars with his eyes. He couldn't believe what he had done. Tempting was one thing, but rarely did his true demon nature take over like it had today. The seething rage, the delicious hatred, the desire to destroy the Witch from the inside out. He'd never wanted anything more...except the angel. Except to be forgiven. Except to go home. Since that wasn't an option, her absolute destruction would have to suffice. He smiled, watching the sea creatures as the lay dying in the receding tide.]