Mephistopheles Mondays

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His fingers walk over the keys producing an unholy, melancholy sound
And tongue licks the last drops of wine from his mouth
Saying “the black keys are nothing without the white keys
The white keys are nothing without the black”
The music grows in a deafening swell, and he says “I am the force which forever works for evils yet forever creates good–
And that force
Lives in all of us
In men and women
In light and darkness
And in…piano keys.”

After the crescendo, the volume drops.
A single bare bulb hanging from the ceiling
Casts shadows on the wall.
The melody continues softly.
And he says: “Light is nothing without darkness to define it.

“The black keys are nothing without the white keys.
The white keys are nothing without the black.”

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