[8 years earlier… LILIANA]

My vision blurs, before it goes entirely black.

“Death?” I shout, remembering this is his favorite moment to appear.

I see his hunched figure.

“Death!”

I stand up on legs I cannot see and sprint towards the darker side.

“I missed you so much-” I say, burying my face in his cloak.

“Lily, I missed you too.”

I smile.

“Death, what do I do if I can’t see my legs?” I ask, looking up toward his face. The unreadable expression clouds his answer.

“Uh, don’t worry. You’ll be able to feel them soon…”

“Will I?”

“Yes, Lily,” he replies, hugging me before crouching. “I’m almost afraid to say you have to go back now.”

I hug him back and tears cloud my eyes.

“I’m going to miss you, Death.”

*not my best work*

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So, if you read my “STORY IDEAS” writing, you would know who Liliana is. My point is to make her different. She never had a father, so Death was the figure she went to. I’ll fix and develop this to make it better, but, for now, I was thinking this’ll do.