La Muerte Of Life Novels & Stories

Balance. “I am Life,” I say and my voice rings like a bell struck at the dawn of creation, echoing across realms, across time. “I take back what was given at the beginning.” “I am Death,” Lola answers, voice low and reverent, like the silence before a final breath. “I release what must return to the ending.” We speak together, a perfect harmony of light and shadow. “We are twins… creation and ruin.” Two lights ignite, one white, one black, spiraling upward like twin comets.

That was how I felt now; helpless and afraid. * * * * * Life is for the living Death is for the dead Let life be like music And death a note unsaid -Langston Hughes Those familiar eyes stared at me from the ground, as though even in death she was thinking only of me. Those eyes that had seen every birthday, seen every tear I had shed, were vacant of light. My Mom's eyes were locked on me, her life's blood staining her fur. A lifetime without her smile, without her comforting words. That was what suffocated me, what knocked the air from my lungs faster than any rogue ever could.

Dea's long explanation made many questions in my mind . "Wait, are they two Vida apos a morte who came from the World of Mortals?" One of the questions formed in the span of my brain, so I just asked Dea ... [Translation of Vida apos a morte: Reincarnated or came from another world.]

(Today I am here, but tomorrow There will be my memories, If I will not be here There will be the talks of mine) (If you will turn the pages Of life Then I think you will also cry Remembering me) **** Marna to sabko ek na ek din padega. Magar dekhte hai kiski mout ka sadma Kitno ko lagega. Kya khushi manaenge ya phir gum me doob jaaenge. Dekhte hai mere janaze par kitne mere aaenge. (Everyone had to die one day But let's see, who will take the shock of Someone's death) (Who will be happy and who will cry Let's see, who will come on my funeral) **** Kya pata kab mout ka paigaam aa jaye.

“It reminds us that life is fragile and loyalty eternal.” The screen went black. San Verità exhaled. Phones began to ring immediately. Messages poured in. Whispers raced through the city faster than blood ever could. Luca hadn’t just announced my death, he had weaponized it. I was officially erased. Matteo turned away from the darkened screen, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought his teeth might crack. His hands were fists at his sides, knuckles pale, veins raised like cords beneath his skin. “She’s gone,” he said under his breath. Not to me. To himself.

Murphy once said, ""nothing is so bad that it can't get worse" And he was so right, just when I thought things were bad in my life this happens my best friend, the only person I have in my life dies in front of me, a hiss of pain passes through my throat inert for years at this moment Nicolas comes running into the room stopping midway looking from me to my friend who had just died holding my hand. ___ I'm going to call Doctor Mendonça

His eyes, clouded with the shadows of mortality, met mine in a gaze that seemed to pierce through the veil of uncertainty. He whispered subtly, his voice a mere murmur in the vast silence, "Your destiny is to die by the moon disease." The words, heavy with the weight of fate, hit me like a tidal wave. A lump formed in my throat, a bitter cocktail of fear and disbelief. Die by the moon disease—my destiny encapsulated in the morbidity of those words.

I didn’t imagine the voice. It was as clear as day, as loud as if she were standing right next to me. And even though my mind is doubting it, my heart knows for a fact that it was her. Except she’s dead. …Right? Or is she “dead” in the same way Headmaster Stroud suspects my father is dead? Meaning, alive somewhere. “Come on,” Alec whispers. He leads the way out of the bush, and we peek around the pool house’s corner. The coast is clear.

Perhaps hearing my words, Nicholas murmured, "Astrid, I owe you so much. I can never repay you even if I die, right?" I shook my head. "It's all paid off. You really paid everything off, Nicholas." He stood there quietly. After a long while, I reached out and gave him an air-hug before turning around to leave. Outside, Death was somewhat surprised to see me. "Not planning to see his end before you leave?" "No, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave and reincarnate." Death hesitated and glanced back. "Having known each other for so long, I could tell you his lifespan."

It feels like I am under a new sky from the sky I've been under for the past decades of my life- those days and nights doesn't made me feel alive like how I feel right now. I felt Miss Mia going to my direction,then I saw her stand next to me. She closed her eyes, feeling the wind and the sky welcoming her. I stared at her eyes and I can see uncertainty, pain, and emotions only her knew. “You okay, Miss Mia?” I ask making her take a deep breathe. “I just...feel guilty.” She said while staring at the moon. “Guilty for what?” I stated in my natural tone. She then looked at me and tears are in her eyes- wanting to escape. “ For living. Merliah just died but it seems like I am not affected by it