Anathema on The Duck: Chapter 7 page 6

Chapter 7 page 6

on Nov. 18, 2009

Death is a funny thing; you walk, talk, eat and sleep for decades and then one day you close your eyes and never open them again. You flesh is given to the worms and your bones are naught but bleached ivory in the sun.

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