Yin and Yang, and the Middleman

Yin and Yang, and the Middleman

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Life, the purest of them all, but pure in every sense. He is calm and very innocent, embarrassed when he finds out the conversation is about anything related to sexual topics. Death is, well, Death is the grim reaper. Cold, dead honest and very dark, death related humour. Deaths assistant is a horny mess, her name is something unpronounceable and everyone on the internet calls her "Mommy", we call her Fayona. And we live together. What, you didn't think they live in heaven and in the afterlife, did you? They're living somewhere, somewhere real that is. And me? I am Anthony. I'm the middle man, an average man with an average life. Or so that was. Or so it could have been. But I'm a comedian. Small and unknown, but I get around the bills and then some. And this is my life with Life and Death... and Fayona apparently.
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(Bfflad- Best friends for life and death) Dear Reader, Let's start at the beginning shall we? I died. Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress. If only I was that lucky. My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away... And then I was saved by a beautiful man with a kind heart and sparkles sprinkled around his head in a golden halo. A cunning, dazzling smile etched his angled features and his hair lay perfectly on his head like...black, sinful layers of pure cynical distrusting evil. Evil that was just waiting to onset a innocent girl as myself and allow her a short amount of time of happiness, and then finish her off when she became older. I'll give you a hint. The beginning of that description was slightly exaggerated. The Angel of Death. One of the only creatures known that was capable of settling the boundaries of heaven on earth. The only creature capable of making one of the Devil's darkest deals to my loving mother; a second chance for her daughter. This comes with consequences of course. Everything you know about Death is wrong. Death is not natural, Death is not normal, Death is not doleful, and Death is far from mercenary. Death blends into the shadows like coal against the most atramentous sky. Death walks the earth with his cursed, monstrous and exotic features, his enticing voice and betraying alluring eyes. Death deceives, scratches, and plays with your mind, until you slowly and painfully loose your grip on reality. He'll make you believe he's a different person, that there's a sliver hope for him. Hope for you. Death is close. Forever and always, Faith Williams ************ DIMBFF FAN CLUB ON FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1605057011183.80718.1378871754&type=1#!/groups/308207282529485/ **** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

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