ThreyaMidnight

"So this is what they mean when they say your life flashes before your eyes when you die."

Betrayed. Battered. Broken. 

Evangeline Vermillion has had enough of her pathetic life. She was young—only in her early 20s—and she had planned to end it all by setting herself on fire. 

That was how she met Death—cold, dark, tall, and...handsome? Huh. Who knew the Grim Reaper could look like that? He takes her hand and guides her through the In-Between, the sacred realm between the Land of the Living and the Afterlife. Together, they revisit her most important memories. From the misfortunes of her childhood, to the chaos and bloodshed of the wrong kinds of love, Evangeline must confront the demons of her past to get to The Other Side.

Through all of the pain and anguish, Death stands with her, an enigmatic companion and unlikely confidant. And in their brief waltz between realms, Evangeline finally finds what she always wanted but never had: to belong and to be loved.

Waltz with Death

"You think... they won't notice that you brought me there because... I'm hiding under your cloak?" My forehead creased in a deep frown as I gazed skeptically at Fake Death.

"Exactly," He nodded in affirmation, his face so serious that I realized he wasn't joking.

I tried to imagine Fake Death's plan in motion, only to come up with the stupid sight of me squeezed awkwardly behind Fake Death, his black cloak serving as a makeshift cover shielding me from the other Deaths' prying eyes.

The absurdity of the mental picture must have been evident on my face because Fake Death arched a single eyebrow, his crimson irises narrowing.

"I don't mean it literally, Evangeline." His voice sounded amused, though he spoke patiently as if explaining a complicated concept to a child. "Well, I mean it literally, but not in the way you're imagining it right now."

"So how?" I questioned; curiosity and skepticism filled my tone.

Cloak Storage