First Place: Short Fiction Dandy Man Lore Darren Defreitas
“They don’t make them humans like they used to,” I warn to the juvenile demons. Their various inhuman figures gather around the clear puddle of water in the deep forest of Honeydew. “Can it! Ya old has-been!” retorts Vermillios, their leader. They were a gang of three; the first one was The Glob. His body was purple and slimy, but his skin would glitter and shine if any light were to refract on it. To be honest, he looked like a unicorn had an orgasm and the ejaculate decided to come alive and live a life of its own. The second was Hell Hound. He looked like a human male, except for one thinghe had the head and tail of a bulldog. But, if that wasn’t bizarre enough, in between his legs grew a thick crown of fur that made it impossible to tell whether he was dog or man down there. Yikes! Finally, we have Vermillios. He was the most human-looking of the three; which, is something no demon would ever be proud ofand he was no exception. Aside from his sharp pointed ears and his pale white skin, the rest of his form was pretty underwhelming. If it’s worth mentioning, his eyes were a deep purple color and his lips were painted blue. His white hair was styled in a long, white braid; even though, in demon years, he would be considered very young. The three demons were using an ancient, demonic, magic spell: Eye of Horus, that allows the user to watch over another being. Their target, at that moment, was the Dandy Man, the new, hot-shot demon that I had been hearing so much about! He feeds on young kid’s souls. He first appears to them in mirror and he tricks them into summoning him into the real world. After that, he tricks the poor suckers into committing suicide. That’s how he gets ‘em! Not bad if I do say so myself. I’d love to have joined that Dandy Man in the days of my youth, but I’ve had my fair share of fun. I am over 1,000 years old and my days of ending innocent lives are over. To be honest, over the years, I’ve grown weary of humans. As the three juvenile demons continue to look into the body of water, the story unfolds. The Dandy Man was leading a rather succulent, little girl into a tornado, to what appeared to be her very demise. “What do you think she taste like V?” inquires The Glob, saliva building in his orifice. “I dunno. I’ve never had a human child before,” Vermillios replies. “It probably tastes sweet like candy!” He continues. Hell Hound barks and wags his tale in elation as his salivary glands activate. Hell Hound doesn’t possess the ability of speech. Some demons aren’t so blessed. “Maan, that Dandy Man is one lucky bastard, I wanna be just like him and devour as many humans as I want!” Vermillios proclaims. All three of the demons laugh obnoxiously in response. Incredibly irritating!
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Inscape 2020
