Come all of my children.
Come over to play.
Let us count down your days til I take you away.
Come here my dear children.
Listen to what I say.
I'll call for you again, when comes your day.
Come now, all of you children.
Let us lie awake, until the darkness comes, to sweep you away.
Come here my children.
Don't run away.
You can not escape me.
Come here dear children.
Trust me, you'll be okay.
Let dear Death take you away.
Walking through the dark streets of your home town, sometimes you can hear someone singing. The song is eerie, but it draws you towards the center. There you would find an elegant figure, cloaked in darkness. When you would stagger forward, it would reach out it's hand, offering it to you. You feel a sense of relief. All your sorrows, the pain, will be washed away, once you take that hand. The song will echo through your ears, taking away all senses.
You'll reach for that hand, and everything will turn black.
You'll feel like you're laying in a black abyss. Something soft will smooth over your face, giving you peace. In your mind, you see a smile.
You don't know who it belongs to, but you except the peace and serenity given to you.
You close your eyes for one last time.
So this is another story... Don't yell at me!
I was trying to find a creative way to redo the idea with my lovely Death character and I had a dream... of this story's main character!