The Many Ramblings of K. A. Webb

Written for ysabetwordsmith's title prompt 'Without Connection'.

The day that Charis moved on to her new life was the day that Richard found himself with no connections in the afterlife. For the first time since Charis had walked into his death and started teaching him to be Death he didn't have anyone. It was something he'd known was going to happen but that didn't change the loss he felt at suddenly not having anyone. Sighing, he walked along the beach, wondering if Charis had felt the same way when she'd first been given the power of Death. At least he'd had someone there to teach him. She hadn't had anyone.

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Slowly Richard walked towards the spirit. He had done the training and he knew how to do the job, but knowing how to do something and actually being able to do it were two very different things. Thankfully the spirit wasn't one that had become a poltergeist. Instead it was just someone who hadn't wanted to leave his family behind when he'd died. It was sad really. All he could do was watch his family without being able to interact in any way with them or any of the other dead. Ghosts couldn't see other ghosts so it was a very lonely way to exist. Of course that didn't mean that all the spirits wanted to go to the afterlife, no matter how lonely they were. It didn't make sense to Richard but that was the way some spirits were.( Read more... )

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Based on the prompt making friends with Death from ysabetwordsmith.

The beach was usually deserted. Caitlyn didn't know whether it was because it was always night there or if there was some other reason. In the short time she'd been dead, although she hated thinking of it as death because she still existed and to her death was the end of existence, she'd realised that very few people seemed to explore. They stuck to the towns, the places that seemed familiar because they were like the places they'd been when they were alive. She didn't because that didn't seem the right thing for her to do. It was like they couldn't let go of the life they'd had while she could.

 

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