Death greeted me when Life finally left me, brushing up against each other at the only time they can, passing me from ones embrace to another. Life's hold on me finally released. *(Sigh) these conceptual beings are really clingy* There's a saying 'If you love something learn to let it go' throughout my now ending life only now do I appreciate the wisdom in these words, you'll undertake a lot less torture, 'your' Life will undergo a lot less pain and will not keep 'your' Death waiting, trust me it's not wise decision. But when Life departed and Death took me for a walk, literally, *damn queen*, I was alone, cold, feverish, covered in blood, trapped and starving to death, not literal. And how and why I died in such poor conditions well….. {Author press a series of buttons on his keyboard…. (Activating Ourborbos System, inciting code y043 (Back Track!!)}
