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Dragon, Wolf, and Devil were who I called my found family. My chosen brothers. And me? I was Ghost.
Dancing was passion in plain sight.
“I guess I’m haunting you, then.” “I’d love to be haunted by you,”
I wanted to shake her and scream, you don’t have to be afraid anymore. You have me. And then chain her to my bed and yell, you should be very afraid now that you do.
And I thought to myself as I watched her brush her hair, I could live like this until she died peacefully of old age. I could follow her and look after her. Then when she left her physical body, I’d find her soul and follow it too.
I sat cross-legged on a worn Persian rug between a demon, a dragon vampire hybrid, and a werewolf . . . playing old video games.
“I’ll always protect you, Little Ghost, from this dark and twisted world of monsters. You’re mine.”
Beware the damsel in distress. Sometimes she’s death in disguise.
And though I may have found family in monsters and all the darkness they brought . . . the greatest monster I’d befriended was me.
“All because a demon fell in love.”
With love, confidence, and freedom, I said, “Wherever we go, we go together.”
I’m Blythe Pearl and I am Death. A Reaper. And I have never felt so alive.
