Aspen
Death was so close. It swirled all around me. Making it almost impossible to focus my eyes and see. But I forced myself to smile as my eyes met Ben’s.
He was worried. Of course he was. They all were but they didn’t need to be. Everything was going exactly how I knew it would.
So yes death was close but it wasn’t me death was coming for. Not anymore. Not again. I had nothing to fear from death, we were old friends. How many times had it come for me? Too many. I should have been dead.
Death had other souls to snatch up now. Ancient souls. Ones that had been alluding him for centuries.
So I had nothing to fear as I lay bleeding on the floor. My blood soaked the ground around my head. And the the spirits of the wolves, the spirits of the forest lapped it up. I became one with the
