Death's Embrace

"No one knows...no one knows..."

"No one knows what?"

"What it's like...what it's like not to be able to love. To not be able to be loved."

"Why would someone like you need love?"

"Life is pretty grim when you're on your own. You can't feel, touch or hold anyone. Sure...I can't die. But what good is not having to fear death when you see people dying all the time. People you love. People you... grow attached to. And you can't touch anyone because if you do...they'll surely die."

"Being Death...there's a price to pay."

"I didn't ask for him to put me here."

"There's only one option."

"Do I even want to hear it?"

"Learn to deal with it."

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So I kind of got the idea to write this story while listening to Pretty Grim by Vanna. I love that song. All copy right of the song and band name goes to them. There will be quotes from the song in my story just rephrased a little. But the lyrics and song are all theirs. Not mine. They're my inspiration.