Death had watched for a moment before taking a step closer to her siblings. She was the only one of the three who felt normal. She was still Endless, still her cheerful self. She gave her siblings warm smiles.
"You're both looking," mortal, "very spiffy. Nice coats." Death was wearing a coat, herself, but it was more for show than need.
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