Having grown up on superhero comics, I've always liked the thought of Mara as frenemy (like Magneto or Megatron, but funnier). I've named him in one story and used him in others as yet unpublished.
"The southeast corner was the domain of Mara, the black-haired, blue-skinned, red-lipped demon king of delusion. He had no statue, but was drawn, painted, and carved in his many aspects on every inch of available space. He peeped out from the eaves of roofs, from behind gutters and rain barrels, from between vines. His leering face was sculpted in chewing gum and stuck under benches. He sat on the edge of trash cans, encouraging people to believe that their individual actions made a difference."
Having grown up on superhero comics, I've always liked the thought of Mara as frenemy (like Magneto or Megatron, but funnier). I've named him in one story and used him in others as yet unpublished.
"The southeast corner was the domain of Mara, the black-haired, blue-skinned, red-lipped demon king of delusion. He had no statue, but was drawn, painted, and carved in his many aspects on every inch of available space. He peeped out from the eaves of roofs, from behind gutters and rain barrels, from between vines. His leering face was sculpted in chewing gum and stuck under benches. He sat on the edge of trash cans, encouraging people to believe that their individual actions made a difference."
https://randallhayes.substack.com/p/the-lizard-thing-part-5
This writing has me in awe of the teacher that you are. I bow in gratitude 🙏