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Malphas was a regular at Starlight Valley’s Museums. Sure, he’d seen human art and history pass during his life, but going out to experience it was different from just living through secondhand information and the tales of artists who’d ended up in hell and complimented their work too much for it to be actually that good.
Since she knew the art there already, Malphas more often than not found herself watching the people in the Museum instead. There were other regulars, like the two old women who’d always take hours and hours to waltz through the museum every Saturday, not a single worry on their minds, or the dark haired young woman with the tattoo-sleeves who spent about as much time in the Museum as Malphas did.
Said regular was currently looking at the Bronze David Sculpture by Donatello, only a few feet away from Malphas. The demon walked over, standing a respectable distance away, and glanced over the sculpture. ❝ Some historians claim Donatello expressed his homosexuality through this work. ❞ Malphas gave a low, amused chuckle, her eyes sliding over to the woman beside her. ❝ It’s stupid, even when you know where they get it from but how would you honestly deduce Donatello’s sexuality from this sculpture? ❞ Maybe if he’d made the dick bigger, Malphas thought, wearing a small smile.