Death and A Girl

"I have been called many things throughout history, but I prefer to be known simply as the end of all things, or in even simpler terms, Death. Normally I would show you a neat little demonstration by killing a small flower or something, but seeing how you are blind, I guess that would be useless," the voice replied with a audible tone of disappointment.

The girl stiffened again, letting the voice's words sink in.
Death itself was here. She was going to die tonight. The intense fear already swirling within her grew deeper, down to her core, her beating heart. She could no longer delay the inevitable.
Or could she? If she truly was to die tonight, why not draw out the presence of death's harbinger? Not many people have gotten the chance to talk with Death itself. With the subtle feeling of resolve building in her chest, she carefully sat up in bed and began to speak."

Since the beginning of time there has been the duality of death and life. The two have encountered each other, to be certain, but can they become friends? More than friends? Find out in "Death and A Girl"!