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

"Could you explain how I can actually enter your cloak?" I asked, stepping up behind Fake Death. I gingerly lifted the onyx fabric, which almost effortlessly blended into the darkness of the In-Between.

"You just enter it," he said in a matter-of-fact tone, as if it were something rather obvious.

My brows furrowed, feeling troubled that Deaths tended to feed you with weird information and expect you to understand the logic behind it from the get to go.

Fake Death saw my puzzled expression, and he couldn't help but sigh in slight impatience. He probably thought that I was annoying for not understanding how things work in this realm.

But how could I? I'm not from here.

"It's okay." He reassured himself with a deep breath, his words sounding more like self-assurance than directed at me. "Anyway," he continued, shifting his focus back to the topic.

Memory Jar