For fate is cruel, and no one decides when their time stops Is it possible to outrun death? The goosebumps glimmer and glow, flowing towards the fire. Some short, fun haikus for tonight! Hope you enjoy! He is many things, to many people. Sometimes death brings a new friend. || another 55-word fiction piece. I worship death as if he is a lover that saved me A collab with the great and sweetest writer @sstar2000 ❣️ What if the grim reaper is a she?
Would they have the same story?
PS: Art not mine -credits to the artist Xah Lee ❤️
He is coming, and then he will whisper to the trees.
A man is being followed by another The dark man walked the street, three blocks left for him to go.
I remember myself dying. I was sitting beside a lake,
A story I am helping my friend with. i find death to be a beautiful woman with the most tender embrace and life to be a strong man pushing through the relentless dark A poem about a journey. It even kind of rhymes. Sweet, naive Little Red Riding Hood... they don't know what lurks within is a reaper, instead.
//Little Red Riding Hood's letter to the hunter; a retelling of the well known fairytale with a dark twi... what if death is the reaper the harverster of souls