How To Escape Your Death

^Short story/poetry^ w/ content that can be triggering.

Ajax is in some kind of hysteria. He's an old being, and he should be used to these kinds of things by now. Love is loss, and life doesn't have much meaning. Pills don't do much; Alcohol is watered down by his tears. Nothing has an effect.

But there must be some reason for him to stay, seeing that there's nothing that can kill him.