Tiger X Leaf Togever For Ever

Day 4

Leaf didn't know what to do. The thought of speaking to the horrid void made him want to vomit. But, he had to... didn't he? No, Leaf decided, No. I will absolutely not, under no fucking circumstance, speak to the fourth horseman. Nope. The horseman can shove his ugly horse shoes up his ugly horse butt, and fuck right the fuck off. Take that void.
Death.
Death-Void-Horse.
My leaf tongue? Ain't slippin'.

The void must have sensed his feckless thoughts. Because Leaf was flying again.
Soaring through the air like a ballerina on crack. He had been clean for years, now he wished he had not beat the addiction. The sweet high would dull his fear, would bring him the courage he needed to accept this. None of that mattered anyway, he supposed.
He was dead as a hog.

Leaf was snatched out of the air and clapped into a firm surface. He didn't open his eyes. Leaf would rather sacrifice his entire family then stare into the horrible face of death. Was that an option? It certainly didn't hurt to try.
Leaf swallowed. His dumb little leaf heart pounded, the beating drum assuring him. He failed to notice that the beating of his flora heart invalidated his heart attack theory.

" Um, death?" He said, carefully opening his eyes. " I was wondering-" Leaf stopped dead in his tracks.
Death was not a horrible cruel void, but a beautiful creature. All matricidal thought vanished from a foolish mind.
The creature tilted its head, whiskers whispering against Leafs face.
It spoke gently, but Leaf didn't understand a word; he was too busy staring into an ethereal face.
Maybe, he thought, this was not a horrible omen, an embodiment of his sins.
Maybe, this was an angel.