those who know her
do not talk of her
but those who have
never seen her face
gossip in the streets
whisper in the alleys
look over their shoulders
and speculate of her
endlessly.
she is cloaked in mystery
of curses whispered
in the dead of the night
in a still graveyard
of loyal souls
who keep her secrets.
she quite likes her power.
she loves the thrill
of her status
amongst the bravest of men
who turn pale
at the mention
of her name.
she knows no one
can hide from
her grasp
so she selects her victims
carefully
but one day
she will keep all souls.
she is death.
do you know her?
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
Comments (5)
OHHHHH interesting to think of fealty as a woman!
Brilliant take on challenge! So cool that you chose a female version, I love the embedding of the myth that surrounds her. So, so well done as always! 🤍🤍🤍
I really did hope someone would do a female version! I hinted at it in Moonlighting, we come to her, like coming to Mother, like coming home, inevitable... and the mirror of birth and death... You've made this misty and mysterious and beautiful, I love it 😁
I've always wanted to be Death! Thank you so much for this female version!
Oh, my. Your female Death sounds very scarey! Not you is it? 💙Anneliese