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Sat, Sep. 10th, 2005, 09:06 pm
becomingdeath: Ahh...

What is there to say? I'm the angel of Death. I've been there, and done that.

I would say I was a normal young man, but I wasn't. That's not relevant, though. What is is that one day, I was outside, and had wandered too far. Out into the road. I think I have always been a slight thing, and so the carriage driver didn't see me until it was entirely too late. I still don't know what possessed me to wander outside of the fence, but, then again, it was apparently my time.

Then God, in what I now know to be Its (His? Her? Here it is never a sure thing. ~chuckles~) most amusing form, said hello, and asked if I was interested in a job. So here I am.