Harbinger of Death - Story

[dldzioba]

The smell of Death hung in the air, bitter with a honey-sweet tang that awoke me from my sleeping. I sat up a picked the moss that had grown over my skin away. It’d been a long time indeed since Death called me to foretell his taking of an O’Grady’s life. I could hear him whispering through the wind; Kelly O’Grady was to die in two nights time.

Comments

[sweater_ghost]

I don't really see any typos or grammatical errors hon. :)

The only thing I would suggest is perhaps finding a synonym for "dirge". You use it quite often in the short story.

The ending was a bit unexpected but good.

I enjoyed it. Very, very good. Very visual.

[rallymama]

Very nice! I'm curious, though - how did she get the job of bannsidhe? You imply that she wasn't always fae, and I'm curious as to how she became what she is.