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Waltz with Death

"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.

ThreyaMidnight · Fantasy
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Parallel Universe

The memory jar I held at that moment stood out from the others, not due to its appearance, but because of the faint yet distinct guitar melodies that emanated from it. 

A smile crept onto my face as I cradled it in my hands.

"This one," I began, my voice laced with nostalgia. "Was probably a memory with Boss."

"How'd you know?" Fake Death asked, genuine curiosity in his tone.

I chuckled softly, my mind drifting back to that particular moment in time. 

"Well, Boss had this unique way of playing the guitar," I whispered, placing the jar directly to my ear so that I could listen to its soft sounds clearly. "I could recognize his music anywhere."

The melodies from the memory jar continued to play softly, and I closed my eyes for a moment, savoring the beautiful sound it was making.

"I'll open this one," I announced.