Natalya Bosley
Bio
Drama+ Adventure+ Romance= Fiction writer
Stories (2/0)
Lorelei's and Raza's Adventure
My occupation is not for the faint of heart; I guide souls into the afterlife. I find myself envious of traveling through this world only as an observer for the past five thousand years. No one to soothe my loneliness. The only conversation I engage in is souls being baffled at my appearance, asking, “Why do you look like my mom?” or “I didn’t think I’d be seeing my dad!”. My form shifts to whatever figure is more comforting for the spirit. I am afraid my shape is far more terrifying, or I think it is; I’ve never actually seen myself. The surprised look on the spirit's faces when they see who most comforts them always puts a chuckle in my throat. As daunting as leaving a life behind only to be met by me, I am not here to hurt you; I am merely here to make the transition a calming experience. Whatever guiding force that drove your life will then navigate your afterlife.
By Natalya Bosley2 years ago in Fiction
Lorelie's Wish
I am destined to be alone for all of eternity. Not as a punishment; I was here long before man, and I will be here long after. Modern mortals call me the grim reaper or death, but those who know me, which are a select few, call me Lorelei. Yes, I’m a girl; most of humanity’s modern artists depict me as some stalky, bony dude. Though it’s not like I have the authority to change them. Although, it is always hilarious seeing the look on spirits face when they take a peek at my modest chest area.
By Natalya Bosley5 years ago in Futurism