Stories tagged “death”

  • No Jazz World Ever

    Don’t be embarrassed. What a beautiful, glistening wound. Shhh!!! Don’t cry! Don’t cry, okay? Stop crying, please. It’s not going to get you what you want. Lay your head down, real low. Or they will take you away to a land that ...

  • The Rise of Death

    I have spent eons liberating souls from the mortal coil, carrying their posthumous forms from one life to the other. I have never received any thanks for the work that I do, and I tire of this existence, I am ready for something new. The inhabitants of...

  • Experience Agents: Prologue

    ‘The proof is in the pudding’. No one knows the origin of this piece of wisdom, but is the driving force behind the life and death chances and risks Experience Agents take to earn life. Few succeed. One inbred family controls a large portio...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
  • When Death Gets Bored

    Consider, if you can, that you are an immortal being tasked with one of the most important jobs in caring for the mortals; soul collection, and assignment. Now, imagine that you have done this job for a countless number of lifetimes. You know every det...

    • Author: Zen Brau
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • WDGB 2

    “However, " Death continued, “you are lucky. I, being the all-powerful authority on the matter of mortality, have graciously decided to give you a chance at a chance for another chance.” The man, already scared by the eerie eyes,...

    • Author: Zen Brau
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • WDGB 3

    “What I offer you, " Death began, “is the chance to win a chance to get a second chance where you failed the first time.” The man arched his eyebrows, “The first time?” “Well, the most recent, I should say. It w...

    • Author: Zen Brau
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • WDGB 4

    The man appeared to fidget with that question. Clearly, he had not expected it. “Well, " he began, “I’m not so confident I’ve earned that.” Death, having receded back to the shadows, let out a sound that could loosely...

    • Author: Zen Brau
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
  • WDGB 5

    How does someone entertain the embodiment of death? What would such a being find worthwhile of their attention? “Yes.” The word resounded in the stone room with a unexpected bit of certainty in the man’s voice. “Excellent.”...

    • Author: Zen Brau
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • WDGB 6

    “I look forward to where you may be going with this idea of yours.” Death lost the echoing voice and took on the tone of the girl it pretended to be. “Let’s go, Uncle Max. We have business, and time is wasting away.” Not r...

    • Author: Zen Brau
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • WDGB 7

    “You see,” the happy voice went to explain, “my uncle here is a writer. Isn’t that right, Uncle Max?” Beautiful blue eyes blinked up at him in expectation. “Uh, yeah.” He was too confused to do much else but pl...

    • Author: Zen Brau
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
  • Accidents Happen

    Sophie was determined to know how “Max” had died. To the point of making Max believe “she” really didn’t know, “What kind of accident?” Her voice was eager. “No,” Sarah shook her head, “I don&...

    • Author: Zen Brau
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
  • Annie Waites

    Annie Waites has died A letter sent, unanswered Monarch’s flight cut short I knew not the hour Unaware of the calendar day Moment of mourning lost Yet remains life’s admonition Reiterated in night’s visitation Our life’s music O...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
  • Picking the Loose Thread

    Sarah only shook her head, “Look, I think you should go. I’ve said enough.” Max cut Sophie off, “Yeah, she’s right. We’ve bothered her enough in this dark time.” He turned to walk off. Sophie hesitated a second...

    • Author: Zen Brau
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
  • Moving On

    Micheal stared for a moment at the embodiment of Death. He felt odd at feeling no fear. He cleared his throat, “What I know is, my wife thinks I’m some kind of degenerate, but I only have a vague suspicion of who may have given that idea. I...

    • Author: Zen Brau
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
  • Digital Eulogy

    I met a stranger on digital lands. I did not know him, nor did he know me. Death, he met in reality. I did not know death, nor did Death know me. And, with Death, he followed. I knew he deserted reality, I knew he abandoned digital lands. I did not kno...

    • Author: brevity
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Poisoned Blood

    Blood oozed out of his mouth, his face was fixed in confusion. His coffee cup came tumbling down smashed. The liquid pooled on the floor. “Sarah…” George said through the blood. He fell to his knees on the kitchen floor. Sarah knelt w...

  • Payment

    Sarah played in the yard as Alex kissed Inez in her plastic lounger chair. Everything seemed wonderful. The summer was full of catching fireflies and sleeping until noon and lemonade by the homemade fire pit. Everything was perfect until one night, aft...

  • Rivers and Meat

    Those wrinkles, like dry riverbeds waiting for—longing for water. They were waiting to hold what they loved and were meant to protect. And so he cried. He always gave you what you wanted. Tried to, anyway. Can’t please everyone—even w...

  • I Still Love You (Mature)

    Your hands, so soft, entice me. They hold me firmly in place, While I struggle in ecstasy. In death I saw only your face. The bed was warm with our heat, Your love was the ice that coated my finger tips. So close I could touch it if only I moved my fee...

  • I am; I Might

    I am…not. That is all. It’s all I can think or feel at this point, if I am to be frank. The world swirls this way and that, to and fro. I sit still. I watch. They play, laugh, and seem with so few cares to love each day. I fret when not num...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • In the Back

    My friend, the man on stage, and I hadn’t seen each other for probably three or four years. Not since college. He was a classically trained singer—rather rare voice type, countertenor. Lost in thought, I had forgotten that he called someone...

  • Sever Ties

    “There’s no way out. And you’ve all been chosen for a reason, so there is no use in trying to escape,” he spoke generally to the crowd. A man next to me, scared out of his wits banged on the nearest door. I had to hold onto myse...

  • For the Love of Ares

    Upon sun kissed hillside I stride, upon this crimson stained beach of the sky’s great ocean. Lo, my sullied feet are the means of such pitiable conveyance as even the pauper of the utmost deficiency might still look upon me with winsome eyes, gli...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Always There

    She sits in her room by herself, all alone. In her hand she holds a picture of the only one who cared. A single tear slips down her cheek as she remembers his loving presence, his caring touch. He had given meaning to her life, given her a reason to li...

  • When I Can't Dream

    Hearing it such a sad thing thought and escaped, “He would have been so proud of you.” Do the words still mean the same? Coming from you? “Following your heart. Becoming who you are.” He said the word “fag,” a lot. O...