Challenge
Who is...
Death. Who is death? Is it a person? Is it a girl, a boy, or a non-binary? Is it simply something that happens. Can death choose what it does?
Write a short story or poem about someone coming to terms with death whether that means meeting death or just coming to term with the fact they are dying.
Warning: Death and the lord or king of the dead are not the same things. One lords over the souls once they are dead and the other actually does the death thing. If your version of death is the king, queen, lord, lordess etc of the realm of the dead they can't be the devil, hades or something of the like.
Death is
Death is relief
a soothing balm,
shelter from the harsh storm
that is life
Death is an end
to all the heartbreak
and pain and tears,
a release
Death is cruel
stealing loved ones
from you
whenever, wherever
Death is silence
a moment of peace
from the chatter of the world
and your mind
Death is blind
it comes in lapping waves
for everyone and everything
there one minute, gone the next
Death is balance
the changing of the tides
the bringing of an end
the completion of a circle
Death is inevitable
and one day,
death will knock on your door
to whisk you away
somewhere nobody knows.
at least, they don't know yet.