She retracts her sword from his gut. At her feet lies a now lifeless body. A vicious ex, whom's cronies lay dead in a pathway behind her. She wipes the blood from her face, bruises appear where harsh blows were dealt.
Saturday, December 6, 2014
As you may or may not know, Death is not bound to one incarnation.
No, the orchestrator of life, the book keeper of passing, the severer or strings… It’s a job that more than one soul has had the honor, or burden, to enforce.
And as we are infinitely unique, it was only a matter of time when the cloak of Fate’s Enforcer fell on the shoulders of a more… compassionate soul.