The Devil was fond of obfuscation.

The historians laughed at the politicians who scoffed at the people.

He stood at the ship's stern watching his homeland grow progressively smaller.

Evan—who thought of his life as a series of twisting alleyways filled with delights and terrors in equal measure—awaited with bated breath the next surprise around the corner.

In her mind the conversations she'd had with now long-dead friends continued unabated.

They taught us to read and write and yet we still couldn't communicate.

The torches and stakes were replaced with teleprompters and television monitors.