Your Lifelong Friend,

By @Sparksy115

Your Lifelong Friend,

By @Sparksy115

Short piece of Flash Fiction I wrote about an ever present friend. (too edgy alert).

Chapter 1

Everyone has seen my face, yet it changes through the ages. I have walked through space and time, skulking about in dark nights or strolling freely in the bright mornings of the day, invisible to those who seek to avoid me. They believe me to be their enemy, he who takes but does not give. Contrary to what many believe, that I am a monster who seeks to steal their loved ones away from them in the midst of darkness, I am a rather warm and kind being. I have befriended many people of influence over the millenia I’ve traveled, Shakespeare knew me well, I accepted Martin Luther King with open arms, and countless numbers of nameless individuals know my gracious generosity, for all are equal in my eyes. Many think that it is I who take life, that it is I who snuffs out the precious light inhabiting the eyes in the final moments of the people unlucky enough to be conscious as they slowly slip into the dark abyss, their comrades standing above them, tears in their eyes. That it is I who plunges the dagger into the hearts of those who anger me, violently twisting and stabbing until the last drops of life essence flee from their writhing body. That it is I who limit the abilities of the surgeon trying desperately in a vain attempt to save their sons or daughters from the ailments that, in their minds, I am somehow responsible for. That is not me. That is the cold lifeless and uncaring world, it cares not for its inhabitants, should you all vanish it would continue on, an empty mass mindlessly orbiting through space on an endless loop towards the end of time. I am the one who, against my instructions, grants ten, twenty, thirty more minutes. Allows the mother to see her child after extreme complications with the pregnancy, allows the dying man to cling to life just long enough to see his grandson graduate, I am the one who gently takes your hand and leads you through darkness, showing you your way. Those who feared me in life learn of my compassion when we finally meet, and they understand that they need not fear. My name is Death, and I solemnly await our appointment.


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