Creative Writing: Personal Connection

Personal Connection Jiyeon Min (Fan Fiction­The Death) The Death sat beside Liesel and breathed. An air of sadness rushed into his lungs, which seemed to choke the oxygen out of his body. But it did not bother him anyways so he just enjoyed the sensation of draining oxygen. However the only thing that bothered him was the taste of sadness that lingered on top of his tongue that lead deep into the lungs.

Black

Such sad color seemed to be the only thing he can feel at the present moment. Though there was his favorite color of blue over his head and colorful leaves that tasted like mixed candy, it was just as if those colors were not in the same place as he was. Just black, the pure blackness of Liesel’s dress and shoes approached him silently,
A different world. A place of pure black. The blackness of her atmosphere also did the job as well. It wasn’t like the Death despised and hated such color. In fact he was enjoying it, like a child eating a nice big cone of ice cream. After all, such pure black is not easy to taste as many are polluted or dirtied with other things. As Death quietly stayed, Liesel stood up and started walking. The bleak color of gravestones and dead grasses went along well with Liesel.

Death is something sad yet wonderfully pleasant, at least in the eyes of Death it was.
Death never meant everlasting rest or good byes. It was more like a new beginning where the dirtied souls clean themselves and light up the sky brilliantly until their time come again to dwell upon this land. Perhaps the reason why he thought that this place was full of resting stars is because he is the one who leads them to the dark sky above.

“Ah, so bright and warm”

The Death mumbled as he watched the girl walk along the grey path made out of

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"Was he dear to you?"

Trembling fingers of Death stroked Liesel's cheek. It was burning red yet it was cold.
Now the wind was howling and the sun was cooling her body down. It was almost time for him to go and do his work. The guide to heavenly path.

"Rudy... "

Death listened to Liesel. Her voice was cracked from not drinking water and crying. But to Death it sounded just like a song. A song of lament.

"Rudy.. Rudy.."

Liesel's voice grew and took shape. It stared at the Death with its loathing eyes and it was growling at him.
'I hate you I hate you I hate you'

The words were crying out in agony as it cursed the Death.

'I hate you.. '

The words pierced through Death. There were no wounds yet it hurt. He knew that there was nothing he could do.

"Liesel.. Oh Liesel.. How I love to see and read and feel the lives of human. I love these weak yet strong souls and I love this whole but incomplete life. Ah... I love them yet I receive loath and hatred in return."

Death stood up and turned his back on Liesel.

"Your life is full of beautiful colors Liesel. I in other hand have only these bleak