Death doesn't know why they care to remember that pair of lovers. Fated to never both live to old age, it's nothing new. They vaguely recalls another set of blonds that are always on opposing sides yet still fall for each other.
Nevertheless they intrigue them, for what reason they don't know. Still they recount the various lives the souls led.
One where the copper one sailed the seas and the raven one was his lover. The copper died in a shipwreck, leaving her to wait the rest of her life for him.
One where the raven one stole whatever he wished. The copper one was his partner in crime, and none of their underlings dare protest two men in love. The copper one was shot during a bank robber, a fitting end for a criminal.
One where things were simple and the souls met while in college. The copper one studied dance and wished she could actually dance for a living. The raven one studied French, the tongue of her ancestors. They were happy for a long time, even got married. Still fate changed for no one.
The copper one died in a car crash, violence following them regardless of their current life.
And now, Death followed the souls to their current lives. They were both soldiers, the raven one Captain and the copper one Cadet. Still that didn't stop their love, and right now they slept, content in each other arms.
It was so easy to believe that maybe in this life, the lovers would get peace.
But it was a lie.
Violence always followed the copper's end, leaving the raven to regret how they might have been able to stop it.