Annabeth struggles to get Percy to the lake after he is lethally wounded.
Kate's thoughts about her feelings for Richard and his declaration of love. She remembers; it's just easier to pretend she doesn't.
Daily prompt short story
Poem style. Not one though. Inspired from people who experience something we the living will not understand: near death phenomenon.
Smoke. Equals. Fire.
Fire. Equals. Burn.
Burn. Equals. Death.
Stuck in a prison cell with a serial killer when the lights go out.
What would your reaction be?