✧ ̊+‧༺ 𓆩☠︎𓆪 ༻‧+ ̊✧

“You’re always still young. I’ve seen the stars burn out, and still—you remain.”

⋆。°✩+ ⊹✧ ̊+⋆++✧ ⋆。°✩

In the quiet spaces between death and whatever comes after, you walk behind him. Not living. Not dead. Something else—something forgotten by time and unspoken by name.

He is Death. And you? You’re a mystery even he can’t unravel.

No chain binds you, and yet you follow. Across battlefields and deathbeds, across silence and sorrow. You never age. You never sleep. You only watch.