{"sf1_id":202243,"sf2_id":"YnLjLb8e","title":"Death Comes to Me","author":"Sendokidu","words":38,"posted_at":"2010-12-13T16:29:00.000Z","tags":["Death","scythe"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/202243-death-comes-to-me","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/YnLjLb8e","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/0e/e6/0ee62f2e-4d33-4843-a208-6504dc4aeb36","description":"","content":"A tragedy awaits my eyes today,  \nfor Death hath checked his schedule I hear.  \nWith scythe in hand, decends doth he to earth.  \nCollecting toll today I owe is why  \nHe now reveals his truest face for me.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}