Fiction: Mammon's judgement
Focus may bring you success, but you may not be satisfied when you get it and it can all fall apart.
Mammon sat in judgement, draped in gold cloth and with red leggings. His red throne was adorned with gilded human skulls. A portly god in man-seeming, he wore a dour expression.
Below him sat three men on stools.
The first had a thin, receding hairline (transplants do not cross over to the spirit world) with a pr…
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