Last Wish

The man, whose heart was pounding with intertwined fear and hope, watched as the shadow slowly approached him.

The hooded presence emanated an aura of dark mystery, shrouded in an unearthly chill that chilled the air as it passed.

It was Death himself, who had come to claim his soul.

In a weak and trembling voice, the man dared to beg Death for one last wish.

Surrounded by uncertainty and fear, he begged to see his only family, his sister and his beloved wife, one last time before he departed into eternity.

Death, in its sepulchral silence, seemed to pause for a moment, without saying a word, nodded somberly, giving the man a chance to say goodbye and find some peace in his sad departure.

Guided by Death, the man was led to the abode of his sister and wife.

The darkness of the night enveloped the atmosphere, adding a touch of melancholy to this final meeting.

Upon arrival, the two women, shrouded in sadness and resignation, greeted the man with a mixture of joy and grief.

At that moment, words were superfluous. Hugs and tears were the language of the soul. The man clung to his loved ones, feeling the beating of their hearts and the warmth of their love, clinging to those memories to carry with him as he passed into the unknown.

Death, a silent spectator, waited patiently for the end of this emotional encounter.

He knew it was his duty to take the man with him, but he also understood the importance of that last moment of human connection.

When it was time to leave, the man said goodbye with a lump in his throat. His eyes reflected gratitude and acceptance, as Death once again covered him with his dark cloak.

Together, they set off on their journey to the afterlife, leaving behind the two women who mourned their departure.