Turmoil. (Closed/Depression out thread)

[JunoZXV]

Somewhere, somewhen, far out and beyond the realm of the worlds...

"Death?"

YES?

"What does it mean to live?"

IT SEEMS A LITTLE HEAVY AND WRONG TO BE ASKING ME THAT QUESTION...

"Please?"

FRANKLY, I DUNNO, BUT LIFE KEEPS ME IN BUSINESS, WHY?

"Well, I think I overstepped some bounds the other day, and I'm having issues again."

WITH THE GODS? YOU'VE ALWAYS HAD THAT PROBLE-

"No, not with them, with me."

I DON'T QUITE UNDERSTAND.

There was a sweeping motion as one pointed a gloved finger to its temple.

OH. YOU. WELL I'M SORRY TO SAY BUT THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN CURE THAT PROBLEM IS YOU. FRANKLY YOU HAVE REALIZED IT AS AN ILLNESS OF SOME SORT SO YOU'RE STARTING THE RECOVERY...

"But Death, I don't think I can recover... I don't think I will..."

THAT'S TALKING LIKE A DOWNER, LOOK, YOUNG ONE. YOU CAN SIT SULKING OVER THE PAST OR YOU CAN TAKE THE FUTURE WITH THE LESSON YOU'VE LEARNED AND PROGRESS. HONESTLY? I SUGGEST DON'T ARGUE OVER THE PAST, SURE YOU DID WRONG, BUT USE THE FUTURE TO SHOW YOU CAN DO RIGHT.

"Still thought... It's tough... I mean the process of transforming all of a sudden..."

WELL ROME WASN'T BUILT IN A DAY, OR THAT'S WHAT THE HUMANS SAY SOMETIME. YOU'RE A BEING, YOU'RE LIABLE TO MAKE MISTAKES, SOME MORE STUPID THAN OTHERS. IT'S WHAT YOU DO AFTER THOSE MISTAKES AND HOW YOU HANDLE THEM THAT MAKES YOU, YOU. SO SURE YOU MIGHT FEEL LIKE A TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE, NO GOOD NO GOOD NICK, BUT PROVE YOUR DOUBTS WRONG, PROVE THAT YOU'RE GOOD FOR TO GOOD OUT THERE. 'CAUSE, FRANKLY IVE NEVER REALLY SEEN SOMEONE THAT'S TURNED A PLACE UPSIDE-DOWN QUITE LIKE YOU HAVE.

There was silence for a little while.

OK MAYBE THAT WASN'T THE BEST EXAMPLE. ER- WRECK HAVOK?

More silence

PRESENT NEW AND PROFOUND WAYS OF LOOKING AT THINGS?

More silence as time drew on. The two figures standing there in awkward silence till one seemed to cheer up a bit from re-evaluating Father Death's words.

"Thank's Death."