death

death

We're reaching for death on the end of a candle We're trying for something that's already found us

We're reaching for death on the end of a candle We're trying for something that's already found us

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

He cries. 'Please! I don't want to die.'I lean over. My hair smothers him.'Then you should never have been born,' I say.

He cries. 'Please! I don't want to die.'I lean over. My hair smothers him.'Then you should never have been born,' I say.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

And Death spoke to them —’”“Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?”“It’s a fairy tale, Harry!”“Right, sorry. Go on.

And Death spoke to them —’”“Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?”“It’s a fairy tale, Harry!”“Right, sorry. Go on.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Put a gun to my head and paint the wall with my brains.

Put a gun to my head and paint the wall with my brains.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Would you give up your vengeance against someone you hate if it meant saving someone you love? Would you want your dreams to come true if it meant granting your enemy's dying wish?

Would you give up your vengeance against someone you hate if it meant saving someone you love? Would you want your dreams to come true if it meant granting your enemy's dying wish?

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken.

Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred.

When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

And there stood Basta with his foot already on another dead body, smiling. Why not? He had hit his target, and it was the target he had been aiming for all along: Dustfinger’s heart, his stupid heart. It broke in two as he held Farid in his arms, it simply broke in two, although he had taken such good care of it all these years.

And there stood Basta with his foot already on another dead body, smiling. Why not? He had hit his target, and it was the target he had been aiming for all along: Dustfinger’s heart, his stupid heart. It broke in two as he held Farid in his arms, it simply broke in two, although he had taken such good care of it all these years.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

No more let life divide what death can join together.

No more let life divide what death can join together.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Tell me, Doctor, are you afraid of death?""I guess it depends on how you die.

Tell me, Doctor, are you afraid of death?""I guess it depends on how you die.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about.

There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

They say even death can't cure an idiot.-Ririn

They say even death can't cure an idiot.-Ririn

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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