Death comes. No matter the person. No matter the time. Watch for the signs.
A Little tale of death…and dreaming. (Listener discretion is advised)
Isaiah was a peculiar man. His death was no less peculiar. It happened near Michaelmas. An old legend says that on the even of Michaelmas, the souls of those who will be near death’s door that year will be seen going into the church near midnight. Those who do not come out will surely pass.
A man on his death bed awaits a coach. It finally comes. He will take his last ride tonight from Benham.