Epiphany
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Last published Tue, Oct 1, 2019
She didn't even hear him come down the steps.
His eyes were the only feature she could see clearly, a metallic golden color. They instilled a chilling affect in you, as well as a sad one. Staring at them for too long would either make you scream or cry. The man stepped closer, revealing the rest of his chiseled face.
He held a gun in his right hand, one of those fancy antique's that were engraved with greenery. And it was leveled right at her heart. Her breathing grew shallow, and she backed up, scooting backwards against the wall, blood smearing across the floor. He took a step forward, his hand closed around her throat, not enough to choke her, but to make sure she was looking at him. His gaze both petrified and persuaded her, so that her eyes fluttered shut, and he whispered in her ear.
"Do you wish to repent?"
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Lucielle Silas wasn't exactly your ideal model citizen. She drank, she smoked, and she dabbled in exotic drugs. Trying anything that could help with the pain of her past, no matter the consequences. Mentally, she was a complete wreck. She was bipolar and had post-traumatic stress. Physically, she was just another lost, hopeless addict. One night, she was riding an ultimate high, she was drunk, she was high, she had no care in the world, stumbling through her apartment building.
Who knew a few mistakes could lead to death? Could turn you into a murderer? Lux knew after she stabbed that man, intoxicated anger can rule your life with BPD. End a life. She ended up dead too, that night, kissed by the angel of death himself. Only this time, she came back. Not as a human. As a reaper of souls, mainly the folks who indulged in their most egregious sins. With a purpose to save a sinner, to help them find redemption, help them get a second chance, in order to earn her own.
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I had barely made it a step when I say a man walking towards me. He too had a digital clock thing on top of his head too, except his had todays date, September 10th, and his timer read, 00:00:12. I didn’t know what to expect, but I wanted to see what happened when the clock clicked down, so I stood and watched him. 00:00:09, 00:00:08, 00:00:07, 00:00:06, 00:00:05, 00:00:04, 00:00:03, :00,00:02. I didn’t know what to assume for 00, but I watched patiently as he looked both ways and crossed the road, and then, just like clockwork, 00:00:00, and a car came speeding out of nowhere, and knocked the man down. He was dead. Somehow, between him dying and me freaking out, I had an epiphany; I saw when people were going to die. And then I officially had my first panic attack since my mom died. Boysenberry Moonchild Roxburgh is your average girl who happened to get hit by lightening, starts seeing when people are going to die, meets a soul reaper and his pissed off half brother, gets hired by death and is being constantly annoyed by a stalker black cat and her dead mother who she can now see. All while trying to finish high school and save her twin brother Liam who is going to die on their birthday. Yeah, Normal high school girl.
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