Death: An Interlude

No idea where this came from, but welcome to the inside of my head.
As always, any suggestions/criticisms/comments are welcome.

Death raised his hand imperiously.
The crowd of faces instantly hushed. His long bony fingers dipped languorously within his ebony robe and emerged, clutching a flaccid pink object. He raised it to his lips, hidden deep within his cowl and blew.
The faces were all focused on him in rapt attention.
He tucked into his robe again, withdrawing another object, back into his cowl for another blow, again and again, faster and faster. He took the elongated objects and tied, twisted, knotted them to each other.
Again and again, over and over. His movements were a blur.
Mortal eyes strained to keep up with his movements, but were no match for his supernatural speed.
More and more, and yet more after that, Death performed his ritual. The humans leaned in closer, mouths widening in awe at what they were witnessing, even at what they failed to see as Death moved beyond the limits of what human vision could capture.
One last piece, one last blow, a final twist, an agonizing moment of silence and then –

Bellowing “BEHOLD!”, Death held out the life-size balloon Sponge Bob to the rapturously cheering children, and handed it to the birthday boy.
The boy looked at the creation, then up at Death. “That was awesome, Mister!” he said.

Unseen in the depths of his cowl, Death smiled.
He patted the boy’s head, wished him a happy birthday, and headed down the road, humming to himself as he returned to his rounds.

15 thoughts on “Death: An Interlude

      • I think Death has the most stressful job in the world and if that’s how he shows his fun side, more power. Yes, kids are a tough crowd. I can only imagine what could have happened had the birthday boy not liked the creation…not pretty.


      • Interesting ambition… did you ever read Piers Anthony’s Incarnations of Immortality? The first one is about a normal dude who is about to die. Death is coming for him, and so he shoots him, thereby becoming death himself. Interesting take on how a new death would act.

        Glad you’re back in some form, Guapo, place hasn’t been the same without you.


        • “On a Pale Horse”. I loved that book. there are some great treatments of Death out there, even including Death Takes a Holiday (but not Meet Joe Black).
          I find stories from an unexpected point of view on characters like that fascinating.


  1. Hey Gaup! Great story. I took it another way from your readers though. That death may appear to be the good guy – he doesn’t always show himself as a bad guy and he is everywhere, even where you don;t expect him.

    Great story Gaup. Very real and intense. Thank You. if you don’t mind, i’m going to subscribe, even though I see you have your token Canadian already. Ha!

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    • I figure even Death has to have hobbies. I don’t know card tricks, but I thought I could write him doing balloon animals.

      Welcome! No idea how often I’ll be writing, but I think there will only be stories here.


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