Life and death. Those two words mean very little to an immortal. With the gift of eternal life, we don’t dwell on such things. Death passes us by every minute of the day, taking mortals to their eternal resting place while it is nothing more than an afterthought for those of us gifted with immortality.
I’d never given it much thought until now. Death never had a reason to be on my radar but as I stare into her eyes, those honey-brown eyes of a killer, I now know the fear that death brings. The universe has finally decided to show up and flip my world upside down. Now my heart is pounding, threatening to burst forth out of my chest. I beg death to leave, to run for the hills and let us be.
Will she?
Recognition shines in her eyes and for an instant I think she might. I believe she will have mercy on me and flee without claiming the life of the innocent…of the one I love. Then the storm rages overhead and I know that she won’t. She’s come to collect regardless of whether it’s right or wrong.
Suddenly, the very thing that I cared nothing for becomes the very thing that terrifies me.