Eulogy Of Dying River Novels & Stories

Holding on I wait for him to slow down He doesn't. Screaming with my eyes closed as we go over the edge, I don't see the river beneath us until I am up to my neck in it. Gasping for breath, my arms and legs wrapped up in the horses' reins, I bob up and down, the water taking me under. So this is how I die. Some fool minstrel drowns me in a river while escaping from the city guard. I guess it could be worse. Taking one last gasp of air, I feel myself sinking. Giving up, I let myself sink, praying that it will be a quick end.

Eulalia had come back - how could he die? --- Percival was on his knees in the water, the murky river flowing over his head. He coughed, feeling like his ribs had turned into thorns digging into his chest. Every time he struggled, the pain tightened. He wondered if Eulalia felt this awful when she died. As he neared death, everything became weirdly calm. It was like his soul had left his body, floating above and watching his quiet form in the water like a piece of driftwood. The cold seeped into every part of him, freezing his insides. The pain... his whole body felt like it was being ripped apart.

He passed the rallying crowd with unworried ponder For the next soul Already lost in the after-life Cruel-gruesome shaped he often met With the most disastrous forms Post war scenes Though he didn’t mind them none Since he was in debt after all So on days of disaster when work overloaded Mr. Riversane often wondered how he came to be To see the unnatural mold of human nature For as soon as life bid them bye The dead often lost their past cry And soon they traveled the White light Rippling off to the veil-like hide

Another voice rose shakily, “She was brave. She went in knowing the risk… she died a hero.” And in that instant, Elena Rivers…. the woman I was…. Ceased to exist in their eyes. I was ashes, already part of their grief, part of their tributes, part of their mourning. But I wasn’t. Not yet.

I am not afraid any more, I said modestly. The root finally gave way. With a scream of falling, Rylan uttered, the drilling cry of the river washing away his voice, as his body was swept away in the white whirlpool below. I fell on my knees, weeping, trembling hard and could hardly breathe. I simply listened a long time--a minute, a minute, a minute,--to the river, to my own rough gasps, to the sound of his scream dying away. Mommy? Harriet whispered.

"You only have a little amount of time,you have to hold them,really tight,and stare at them so close,so they won't get away. Then you tell them,that they aren't going to leave you just like that,you make them happy,happy that they leave this world smiling,not sober" I sighed. "You're scared" "Pardon?" "You're not just scared of your loved one dying, you're scared that you won't be able to move on" "I have to go"I said,and pulled out some cash from my back pocket. "Thank you"the driver said,and I got out,my mind a mess,"hey! Sir?!" I turned back,"Happy New year!"the driver yelled,and all the other drivers on the road yelled a happy New year,I wasn't sure it was to me. To me,they just wished e

He was like a theme park ride after a lightning strike as it slowly died a horrific death. "Count faster!" Ellie barked at him. "I can't count faster," River said, pausing between fourteen and fifteen. "Yes, you can. Just don't be so slow!" "I mean, I can count faster, but she said not to," he replied. "Sixteen…" "You can't possibly be at sixteen now! We've been talking! Just say twenty! Say twenty!" "Twenty!" River shouted, looking at Nancy like he was utterly lost. Ellie stopped pushing and rested her head back on the edge of the tub. "I'm going to die," she said.

I mumbled, sourly, rolling my eyes. "Give him a break, he's the one extremely excited for our wedding," Rai stated and I smiled, excited for it myself. I thought about it all and shrugged as I dialed Fernando. I explained everything I wanted him to take care of and he was happy to hear about Rai and I. After hanging up, Rai grabbed my hand and pulled me along through the remainder of the museum. As we continued our tour my thoughts became scrambled in my brain as I recalled my father telling me that Death and Life couldn't be soulmates. I gritted my teeth and looked down feeling a jolt of sadness brushing my heart. I truly loved Rai, for that I had no doubt but I had loved Miguel and it hadn

I asked him and saw him release a breath I never knew he was holding back. “We’ll go to the river on the surface world which our people used to and still perform funerals for the dead. There, you would empty the ash into the water and say whatever you want to say to the deceased,” Billy explained. I exhaled after hearing everything he explained to me. Then I looked at him. “Let’s get on with then,” I paused with what I was saying when I remembered that we had to be careful if we were to go to the surface. “Or shouldn’t we wait until nightfall or something?” I suggested.

For a heartbeat I became light, boundless and infinitesimal. When lids fluttered open again River stood transfixed, orb tumbling from a suddenly limp grasp. Radiance poured unchecked from my outstretched palms engulfing his hulking form to freeze the black heart's frantic pulse. "Finally, he's gone." Lea whispered before going to a deep sleep. If redemption yet lingered within reach, the Goddess' grace would guide River's tormented spirit toward it under Her boundless sky. For good or ill, he was finally gone.