It was quiet.
Always was around there. The only noise ever made came from the drops of slithering water that slipped from the slick metal. Then perhaps from shuffling clothing or fluttering wings of fleeing birds.
"Death, why does everyone hate you and love me?"
There was a shuffle and a mass movement of murdering crows.
"Because, you are a beautiful lie…"
More shuffling, and several fluttering wings took off, leaving several blue and green feathers to float carelessly to the ground.
"…And I, a painful truth."
The silence echoed again.
Nothing perhaps the absent shuffling of clothing and fluttering wings of fleeing birds.
And the drops of water that slipped off the side of the slick metal.
O.o
My apologies on shortness…. But it's here!
I present to you all! The last and final sequel! (With the exception of the one-shot series and something else I have planned if y'all want it then.)
Thanks for all the support on the other two stories, and you, yes you, for reading this.
Reviews are awesomely epic, but as always absolutely positively never required.
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