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Underground eXperts United
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[ Memento Mori ] [ By Blackfire ]
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Memento mori
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I slowly turn around, facing her. She is more beautiful than I'd ever
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imagined her to be. Her hair is long and black, her face pale, yet
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wonderful. Her eyes - they are of a color impossible to name. Deep eyes. Not
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piercing ones, but deep. Her look enters you, goes beyond whatever you'd
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imagined was inside of yourself. Her clothes are hard to see in the pale
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moonlight, but it's some kind of cape, black as the shadows in the darkest
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of the night. Behind her I can almost see one of her wings, neatly folded
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down behind her back. She is the perfection of beauty.
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"So, you have finally come."
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I throw away the half-smoked cigarette, finding it unfitting right now.
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"Were you surprised? You were the one who called me."
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Indeeed I was. I summoned her, and now I can't come up with a reason why
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I did so in the first place. And now she is here. "I thought you'd be too
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busy..."
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I feel uncomfortable, sweat starting to form at every surface of my body.
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She looks straight at me, almost laughing. "Right now, I am both here and
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a million other places. One summoning more or less means little to me, even
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though it means everything for the ones I visit." I look at her, realizing
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how foolish my question had been. She is not like me, or you, or anybody
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else. She is...
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"Please, tell me why you called for me. Your turn hasn't come yet, by
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far."
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"I wish I knew. I thought I had it all figured out, all the questions I
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were to ask you. But now I remember nothing."
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"Are you afraid?"
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"Yes."
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I am afraid. I am shaking, wishing I hadn't throwed the cig away after
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all. I am terrified. I want to die. No, that is the only thing I do not
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want. I want... I don't know what I really want.
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"Are you afraid... of me?"
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"No."
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Then, what am I afraid of? After all, I had chosen this place because it
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was a safe place, a spot where I'd feel comfortable. And she is not scary in
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any way. Maybe a little, but that is not the reason my spine feels like it's
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breaking apart as I tremble like an earthquake. The reason... the reason
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is... and I suddenly know why I am scared.
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"The answers. I am afraid of the answers."
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"Do you want me to leave? You will, after all, meet me again later
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anyway. Maybe then you will be more ready than now?"
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She makes a move, as if to return to where she came from.
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"Don't leave me."
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All the questions I had so carefully crafted, they are all gone. I don't
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remember any of them... except one. The big one. The most important.
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"You are not human... You are an Angel, the Angel Of Death. Still, you
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Angels have emotions like us, you feel pleasure and pain just like us. And
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someday, long after the suns have faded away, you too will die. When that
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time comes, who will come for you? Who will lead the Angel of Death when you
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die? And to what place will you be taken?"
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She looks up at the stars, as if they would have an answer ready for her.
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Her eyes are now silvery grey. A single tear runs down her face, making its
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way down to the ground, Then another one comes. She realizes I am staring at
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her and turns away. But I can still hear her silent weeps.
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And she answers me.
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"All these years... since the moment of Creation I have lead men and
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animals through the Valley of Darkness, into their new afterlife. Millions
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of years I have been who I am. Angel of Death. Taker of lives. And never I
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even considered myself dying. I have lived for so long that I have taken my
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life for granted. Many of the greatest men I guided were crying all the way,
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and I thought they were stupid and foolish for not expecting me to come for
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them too. Yet I am no better myself.
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I don't know who will come for me, and I don't know what place I'll come
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to. But one thing I now know, and it is that when my time comes, I will be
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crying like nobody ever have done before. And my tears will become rain in
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heaven."
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She is gone, and I just stand there, looking at the stars as she did. For an
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eternity I just watch them as they float by, standing there, wondering.
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Until dawn.
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uXu #474 Underground eXperts United 1998 uXu #474
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ftp://etext.archive.umich.edu/pub/Zines/UXU
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