True Colors

Chapter 4
Unique was clearly an understatement when it came to this girl named Madeline! Madeline had a myraid of unusual abilities most she had no control over and she had no training you see ,because no one quite knew what to do with her and her unusual abilities. No one knew what to make of her. Yes she have been educated, he was well aware of that and indeed he was right, for she had been tutored since she was a toddler and all the way through High School however encouragement for college was somewhat stifled. So she furthered her education through books, lots and lots of books as you remember Death enjoyed books as well. He found it was a way to unwind his mind and it gave him something to do while he was about on his rounds. Yes two things, no three things were certain to be carried upon his person, his scythe, an hour glass or two, and a good book, sometimes he bore sword with him yet that was only intended for special occasions. Sometime after the appearance of Madeline's hourglass he discovered a simple, slim, colorless text like, piece of literature. It was more of an article than a novel and it's pages contained an unusual style of writing ,very unlike the books within his own. Of Course every book within his library was unusual, because he himself was rather unusual. Most books in the outside world and your are world are all the unchanging type, completed from chapter to chapter, from beginning to end and the words still remain on the page and they never move nor did they leave the page. His books however, the words within them were alive and they we're never complete it seemed. So yes all his books were magic books in a sense and they were alive not with magic but with the Power of Words. These books recorded people's lives as it happened moment-by-moment. Some of these books recorded people's stories after their lives played out, sometimes even after the person's death. Since he himself was Death, no death existed in his world, therefore these books of his never rested, until death caught up with the individual so to speak. Some of these stories had a tendency to live on the  quite alive even after the last chapter was finished this was because sometimes death was not always the end. Some books that made up their minds to continue busying themselves away about family history. Royals and Blue Bloods usually had a tendency of being rather lengthy, thick and over extensive and if you have been in Death's library before perhaps while reading another one of Terry pratchett's books you would know that most of his books were biographies. What took him aback was the fact, this newfound book was an autobiography. It told the story in Madeleine's point of you rather than by a third person or by a Ghost writer. Strange, yes odd, indeed for no one had he ever read about within his Library wrote their own story they were written by an Unseen Anonymous person perhaps. Had she actually shown concern for him? Concern? It was more than concerned it was empathy not sympathy as he had thought. She knew his loneliness, she felt it; she knew what it was to be avoided, to be feared, to be unnoticed as a stranger to everyone, but never had she experienced loneliness to this degree as she had in this world. This other abandonment lead her to desperation, even if no one could see her she refused to lower herself to stealing. Oh she did it once, but stolen fruit is not sweet, it is bitter with guiltiness, sour with shame and not at all satisfying, but it is sickening to the  stomach at least it was for her! Although she was not a particularly religious person she was honest  sort of person, in this case honesty was a curse and her curse she had to bear. So young so full of life the glass was full to just a moment ago Such a Pity this is quite a shame the young often have such potential such purpose but who is to know especially now. Life Is so very delicate even the slightest of things can counteract the balance of one's life and perhaps I should be present for this one there will be nothing I can do if course to change her fate. Her tail has been decided already by well um.....fate. faith is a funny thing it may change it's mine but I doubt it. Some people's lives or lack thereof are written in stone others are not others are lucky and some are less fortunate! Perhaps she is one of the fortunate ones the ones who get to live after all miracles can happen Death thought hopefully.