The Green-Eyed Curse, or Damn the Darkness!

In the morning at the bookstore, I wanted to strangle him. In the afternoon at the park – feed him to a swarm of carnivorous locusts. At night, in bed, my life depended on him.

If he leaves – Darkness will seize my body, and my soul will go to her gloomy halls. If he stays, he will demand too high a price for his dubious services… Perhaps I shouldn't have compared the new Master of Curses to the fillet of a local ungulate?