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The Reaper's Toll

The Mythical Writing

By NicolePublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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The figure arrives with mist and fog so quiet and gloomy, you know the figure in the mist is for you, it knows its job for when the final strand of sand has hit the reapers glass your life is his now. The arrival tolls the bell three times I hope you saved to cover the cost of the ferris man, two gold coins should be enough to persuade to take across the River Styx of trapped souls he says watch out if you fall in there's no return there known to pull the certain ones in and trap them for all eternity, you can hear the screams of the uncertain ones but they can not be helped once you fall into the fog of uncertainty.your going to be trapped for all time that's the curse of the ferris man guide certain souls through uncertainty.

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