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Death. Who is death? Is it a person? Is it a girl, a boy, or a non-binary? Is it simply something that happens. Can death choose what it does? Write a short story or poem about someone coming to terms with death whether that means meeting death or just coming to term with the fact they are dying. Warning: Death and the lord or king of the dead are not the same things. One lords over the souls once they are dead and the other actually does the death thing. If your version of death is the king, queen, lord, lordess etc of the realm of the dead they can't be the devil, hades or something of the like.
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TommyFrancis
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Our Last Friend

Death is Life giving you one final kiss. Life is all around us constantly. It is there when you wake up. It is there when you walk through the neighborhood. It is their when you listen to the whispers that travel between the trees. It is there at night when you go to sleep.

Death is there too. For all those things. Death is always paitently waiting. Smiling as it watches you enjoy those things. Watching as you bring joy and happiness to other people. Watching as you lay back and smile back at an early morning sunrise. Watching and wishing it could comfort you when you go through sadness and heartbreak, but knowing it is not time.

Death is there for all creatures. For all life. Death is forced to sit on the sidelines by itself. Death is forced to be alone while Life gets to experience everything.

Death is not sad though. Everything might experience Life, but they always end up with Death. Death is kind. It will be there for you constantly. Death will wait for you. It may not always play out as expected, but everyone's last kiss with Life comes in the end. That is when Death tells you it'll be ok.

#death #fiction #inflection #prose #challenge #life

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