The End and its Begining

Short story about the beginning and end of the wrath of Death. Love and loss is a factor of life and what it means to be human, but what does it do for death. For death is alive. It is humanity for without it we can't be human. So is life and death two extremes complete detached from the other, or are they two sides to the same coin.
Filled with poetry in between narrative it's sure to make you wonder. Double meanings are everywhere....be ready.

Here is a short poem from the piece

"He replaced the fates, and grew yours on his head,
he'll pluck you too, and soon you will be dead. "

My first wattpad story, please please please comment and vote, hope you guys enjoy!