by j todd wilson
About the Book
[becoming friends with death...
...can save your life!]
i was falling.
down through this wicked suffocating darkness. pulling it over my weathered flesh like a soft thick blanket. there was a unique yet familiar ease that passed through me.
crawling through my heart and lungs.
the pale, like, skeletal outlines of his chalky cheekbones emerged through the twisted shadows and his smooth, silky, yet scratchy cape brushed against my cold flesh.
for a moment i couldn't breathe.
and i knew.
more than ever before.
that is was the final piece of our ultimate plan.
i caught his coal-black, lifeless eyes flickering,
shimmering in my gaze for the last time.
it was finally time for me to die.