The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

[my_own_advocate]

It had been a while since Lucifer had had the time or the presence of mind to sit behind the piano, but lo: that moment had arrived. He was, perhaps, a touch on the maudlin side this time, playing through some rock hits in very understated arrangements, but still.

He was there. There was music flowing through the Nest.

Occasionally, you could even hear him singing.

"All along the watchtower, princes kept the view..."

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