My sister is dead. The people's Last Light is gone. But what were we really fighting for? And what if it was all a lie?
What happens when the "Chosen One" fails? What happens when she dies? 'Last Light Burning' is a short story about the sister she leaves behind and her trying to deal with the aftermath. It seeks to poke fun at the common stereotypes in YA fantasy stories, while also providing a creative way to discuss what it's like to grieve and feel lost in life. Who are we when we don't know what we believe in?
"I want you to kill me."
Death moved closer to her, his hand moving to hold her cheek, keeping her steady as her heart continued to beat quicker and quicker.
"Well that's just too bad, now isn't it."
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Life can't stand the humans, constantly providing them with their soul beings and yet watching as they destroy everything in their path- her role she once loved has become a curse. Not to mention the horrid Light Beings she's forced to cozy up with in the Upperground. Life for Life has become... tiring and stressful and overall awful.
Death loves the humans. Though he spends each waking hour sending them off to their eternal home in the Underground- ripping apart family's and causing grief for the ages. A job he thought would be easy has become unrelenting and increasingly taxing.
Though the two couldn't be more different from one another, one chance encounter will pave the path for their whole lives as they know it to come undone.
A story of love, hate, life and death. A slow burn fantasy romance in all the best ways<3
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