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

It took quite some time before I finally calmed down from laughing at the latest memory I just witnessed. The irony of it all made my stomach hurt and my heart full.

"I wonder what prayer does Emman to make his manifestation skills so potent..." I chortled at the thought as I continued gazing at the jars on the shelves, my arms extended as my hands slid against each smooth surface of the jar.

At this point, I didn't bother taking into account the appearance or the inscription written on the jar anymore. I just open them on a whim to make things a little bit more exciting and to lessen the pain when a memory I had expectations of didn't reach it or had a hidden implication I didn't see before.

"How about this one...?" I say to myself, picking up a jar.

I did say that the appearance or description of the jar didn't help me choose which one I should open, but that didn't stop me from admiring the container's beautiful glowing appearance.

Thank You and F*ck You