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

"So how're things there in the 'Death Headquarters'?" I asked, my words echoing in the quiet memory aisle of my middle school years.

It felt as though I was speaking to myself, and perhaps I was since there was no one physically with me as I ventured down this corridor of my past.

"Same old, same old," Fake Death responded with a heavy sigh, his voice carrying an air of weariness.

I waited for him to continue, to provide more insight into their headquarters that he still hadn't even expounded about, or at least engage in a bit of small talk. However, he remained silent, leaving my question and me hanging.

I furrowed my brow at no one in particular.

"You won't even continue?" I pressed, my impatience growing clear in my voice.

"What is there for me to continue?" He asked, sounding surprisingly obtuse.

Kiss of Death