Don't bury me
'neath
The cold dark
ground
Imprisoned in a
box.
Release me with
A roaring blaze.
Burn through my
earthly locks.
Then climb atop
The highest cliff.
Turn and face the
sea.
Close your eyes.
Feel the kiss of
the wind.
Know that it is me.
Stories come to me in bits of dialogue. My
hero sensed his fate and scribbled this last request to the one he held dear.
But if my hero dies, the story ends. Or does it? Maybe death is just the
beginning…
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