Death

Death unlike what most humans believe does not stalk you for your entire life, just the last fleeting moments of it, from the minute you are born she knows when your time is up. The in-between is yours to do as you choose lead a good life and you still die, leave a bad life and you also die. Death is the most indiscreet of the seven endless. Race, age, nationality, or sex doesn’t matter you all feel death’s embrace at some point. When your time is up she will come for you and in the sound of rustling wings she whisk you away to the deciding. Don’t plead your case to death for your pleas will fall upon dead ears, for even if she wanted to help you she holds no power in the deciding process, it is a process far below her station. So when Death comes for you, you can chose to go quietly, or you can go kicking or screaming it doesn’t matter you’re going either way. So if you please just go quietly into the dark night with Death don’t you think her job is hard enough with out having to drag your dead ass to the beyond?