I was not born, I was created. My "parents" are darkness and pain.
I can take on many forms. In the last moments of your life you see me, but not the true me. The form you see is meant to comfort and soothe you to peace, that is if I choose it to be so. For if I wish, I could take on the form of your deepest, darkest nightmares.
However that is rare for I do not often wish for suffering on any creature or being...
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Life's Spark
Short StoryDeath loves to watch all the beautiful colors and emotions that funny little humans bring. His favorite however is Mia, a bright young girl whose eyes are filled with life. He watches her grow up, maturing but still keeping the beautiful spark of li...
