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Dear Death
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Ongoing, First published Dec 23, 2015
Mature
I am Kae Merrilyn Linnette Nicholson. That is not my real name. It is the one that Death chose for me. Death is my dearest friend. He is always behind me, waiting to catch me if I shall fall. That has always been the way. That is, until the day I fell for eternity. He has me, enveloped in his darkness. I am labelled as his prisoner. I am not able to return to Earth, for that would mean I would be forced to be acquainted with Life. That is not what Death wants. I am stuck with my dearest friend Death, forever in this eternal damnation.

"You can be a King or a street sweeper, but everybody dances with the Grim Reaper."
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A Book of Dust and Breath

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Max has spent the past several thousand lifetimes as a Reaper among humans and, despite the pleasures of a tidy country home with a well-dusted library and a finely tuned Harley, he's starting to get bored. His best friend gives him some advice: "Drink some scotch. Bed a woman. Join a rock band. Get it out of your system, and get back to your dutiful service." Max tried, but he ended up getting drunk, marrying the girl in Vegas, and accidentally triggering a chain of events that could end with the destruction of the human race. Now he needs to make things right again but the Reaper quickly learns that the magic of being human comes with one grim reality.