Life And Death Are Wearing Me Out

30 Jan

"With a flick of his sleeve, Lord Yama left the hall, followed by his judges, whose swishing wide sleeves made the candles flicker. A pair of demonic attendants, dressed in black clothing cinched at the waist, bent down, picked up the symbol of authority, and stuck it in his sash. A brittle sound, like bones breaking, drew a shriek from me…"

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