Bizarre Star: The Winking Demon

I felt the unmistakable pressure of being watched.

A glimmering eye leered down—the shimmer of eternal turmoil. I found myself in the demon’s gaze, its chromatic pupil shivered against a restless atmosphere.

The demon in the sky is fickle with its dull luminescence. It grew weak against the night, only to refurbish its fiery hypnotism with predictable dedication.

I felt the unmistakable pressure of being watched.

The night froze my breath into wispy specters, they momentary danced and vanished into the celestial unknown. And there the Demon Star glowed—an open gaze that swallowed my humanly judgments.

I felt the unmistakable pressure of being watched.

Inspired by H.P. Lovecraft’s – Polaris