Death walked carefully into the city. She liked this place. The air was rife with tension, as it it encouraged anything and everything to happen at any spare moment. Of course that meant she visited here more often than she expected, but it was nice to encounter a city with real personality once in awhile.
She heard whispers in the monastery: "Death is a tradgedy," and a smile curved her lips. They think they know her and her ways, and seek to blame her for the two sweet faces she came to pick up today. It's amusing to know that Juliet and her fair Romeo will have their names written in the sky for all eternity. In death they achieved true immortality, after all.
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