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boccaderlupo ([personal profile] boccaderlupo) wrote2025-01-25 08:36 am
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The devil and the drum

I dreamed I was talking with my father, buonanima. He spoke of a time when he was a child and he had arrived home, only to find the devil with his face pressed up against a window, wearing a hideous grin. My father was terrified. He found a small drum, and began to beat it, louder and louder. After a time, the devil, seemingly troubled by the drum, slunk away and did not return.