A dramatic monologue by Satan on the subject of the Fall. This was an assignment I wrote for class and I liked the way it turned out so I thought I'd share it.
This is a short story I wrote several years ago. It is based around the theme of a person leaving an echo of themselves after they die. I don't know how good it is, but I'd appreciate anyone who would read it and offer comments.
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