Momentomori Stories

The clock is ticking... Every minute, every second counts. Make the most out of your life, one day, you won't be here anymore. One day, WE won't be here anymore. Unus Annus.

An aging narrator reflects on his past with a view to the end of things.

Note: This essay is not new. I wrote this essay and published it on Deviantart exactly one year ago. This essay is about one of my favorite channels called, "Unus Annus", which sadly died three years ago. My sister helped with editing it to fix some grammar errors to have it be a bit more readable.

None of the fans knew that you had a secret relationship with Ethan Nestor during and after the filming of Unus Annus. This is the story of what went on throughout the year, the adventures you two had behind the screens, as well as your friendship with mark, Amy, and the rest of the crew!

A series of letters directed to no one in particular. My innermost thoughts, feelings and sometimes prayers, that haunt me. There will be no set schedule, they aren't planned, and shouldn't be consistent. If the letters seem to be left up for the interpretation, lost in translation or even too vague or seemingly meaningless, I'll let you decide what its purpose is. I certainly wouldn't know, as it wasn't meant for anyone. Just to feel. Enjoy, or don't. I'm not here to dictate anything, only to share words.

Mark has been suffocating with his thoughts when someone comes and promises to take his pain away. Will this be a blessing in disguise or a fools curse? Warning ⚠️: If bothered by- violence Thoughts of self harm Self harm Manipulation Etc. I advise you to refrain from reading.

Death is ready to retire, but his apprentice, Tristan, is not prepared to take over. To complete the boy's training, Death brings Tristan to the mortal world. There the apprentice meets a young, sickly girl named Dolores. Tristan finds out Death has not been fully honest with him. A momento mori

Ethan Nestor visits his friend.

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so my ex gave me the idea for this story and I got her permission before posting it but the description is in the first chapter There will also be a lot of oc's in this story so I'll try to put a chapter for that too Enjoy

A gravedigger in the 19th century has some rather odd superstitions...

Just me posting the things that i write because why not

Mark moves schools and

I don't really expect anyone to read this, otherwise I wouldn't write it 😳 but yeah if u end up reading dOnT take it too seriously m8

They banned it, what happens if you do it? The Dance. The Dance of Italy Momento Mori my friends

A poem dedicated to SPC Francisco Tisch My friend, my battle, and my painful reminder

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