Mondays finish the story:

© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

The cemetery spread along the area known as Devils Abode. Death sat beside the only tree in the middle of the graveyard. The tree had no leaves and the bark was dying. Death watched with hollow eyes as the sun set.

“Hey.” Life said as he joined Death. Flowers grew around the areas Life touched.

“Hi.” Death replied nonchalantly.

“How’s death?” Life said, trying not to chuckle. Death rolled his eyes. He knew people used “How’s life?” in conversation. Not death- never death.

“I don’t know why people like you- life hurts more than death. I’m simple. I free them from their material vessel- their solid form- and allow them to be eternal. Yet they fear me.”

“But they don`t know that.”

“And humans fear of what they don`t know.” Death replied as a bird sat on his shoulder.

“Hey, animals like you.” Life smiled.

“Because they don`t hold on to things.” 

Word count : 150


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18 Responses to ~THEY DON`T KNOW THAT.

  1. Shivangi says:

    Resna your work is outstanding. Keep it up😀👍

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  2. Great story! Sounds like some wisdom was woven in. 🙂

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  3. I agree, death is a blessing but fear is strong. Very well done!

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  4. babso2you says:

    The point at the end is excellent! Liked the story indeed! Thank you for writing for the Mondays Finish the Story challenge. Be well.. ^..^

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  5. LRose says:

    I like this a lot!

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  6. yarnspinnerr says:

    Enjoyed the philosophical take on this one.

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  7. Excellent… love your insight nd how you wove it into the prompt. Well done!

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  8. Alok Singhal says:

    Great concept to write on!

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  9. afairymind says:

    An interesting take on the prompt. It reminds me of a conversation between Death and Dream in Neil Gaiman’s ‘Sandman’. 🙂


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