Death - Senses life

He sensed the sudden surge of life, a creature appearing nearby where there had been none, at the same moment he heard a warning squawk from above. Wings beating rapidly against the wind, shedding mangy feathers, a hefty crow circled twice and settled on his shoulder.
"Yes, Dust." Death's voice was low, sonorous, a stale draft from a yawning sepulcher. "I feel it too."

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Chapter 1