A Story A Day. Story 37 of 365: Glass.

Sue had inherited that glass figurine, along with her name, from her maternal grandmother. Well, she called it figurine to call it something, and no one would have ever guessed it was glass from the way it looked. It was a solid black cylinder, smooth as polished stone. She weighted it with her hands, it was surprisingly heavy for its size. The sunlight revealed the ripples inside of it and it made it look like solidified black smoke.

"I hope this one isn't a bore like the last one" thought Devin. He had been trapped inside the glass for centuries, passing from hand to hand. A magician had captured him back in the middle ages and condemned him to tedium. Devin thought it was a cruel punishment, after all he only was a demon who wanted to have fun. And those humans were so dull. Sure, there had been a couple who had led interesting lives. He remembered fondly the governor who would preach for marriage sanctity and keep a couple of mistresses at the same time, oh, the wicked things they did. Then, there was the girl who looked all sweet and harmless, but was an assassin, and a pretty good one she was, too bad they killed her so early. He had liked her. Still, most humans were dull, and he only got to see people eating or having petty fights. More than once he wished someone broke the glass containing him, giving him release from that torture, even if it meant going back to hell.

Sue put it down on the table and stared at it. Where was she supposed to put it? Her grandmother had been very fond of that... thing. She thought about stuffing it into a closet and forget about it. However, she had a change of heart at the very last minute when she was already pondering where did she have space to hide it.

"Phew, that was close". Devin tried to imagine how insufferable his life would be inside a closet. He had found himself wishing that it didn't happen and for some reason the girl put his prison down again. He had a look at the room, the furniture was strange, clean and minimalist, there were lots of books and some pictures of landscapes. Maybe this one would turn out to be interesting. He found the perfect spot for him, the top shelf of the library wasn't full and the space left overlooked the whole living room.

Suddenly, Sue found the ideal place for the glass figurine. She had a space on the top shelf that wasn't full of books, this way the sculpture wouldn't be too noticeable, but would still be on display as her grandmother had wanted it to be. She went to the kitchen to pick the stairs and climbed them to put the figurine on its new place.

"Devin, you're going to have some really interesting times." The demon told himself after realizing what he had just done.