Death Goes to a Bar

People often ask me if I drank alcohol while I was alive. Actually, nobody asks me that. But if they did, I’d say “no.” You see, I was never alive. I was born Death. But I wasn’t the first Grim Reaper. Not even close.

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Death Visits a Psychiatrist

My bones creaked as I stretched my legs. I was too tall for the couch I was laying on and my feet dangled over the edge of the arm rest. They were bare and, like the rest of me, milky white. I often wondered if I should invest in a pair of shoes or something. I mean, I didn’t really need them but I did look pretty silly with nothing on my feet. Maybe a pair of high tops.

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The Unicorn – Killing Friends 6

For Giselle Eves
Place names credited to Candace Cormier

Once upon a time, long before the human race, the world was populated by wonderful creatures. Creatures that, most of us, have only read about in story books and fairy tales. As the Earth aged, many of these mystical creatures died out, unable to adapt to the new, harsher, climate. This is the story of Giselle: the last unicorn.

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