“How Death Looks” / Memorable Fancies #3439

[“And death that advances / With little plaintive cries, / Dancing its odd dance” – Michel Houellebecq]

I had maybe expected a gaunt old man with a scythe. But not this.

I had expected a thinkfast moment: an explosion, perhaps, or a knife suddenly drawn.

I had expected white-masked faces hovering over me, doctors shaking their heads.

But not this.

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