The District of Never Die

     It was the loneliest, scariest train ride ever, but at least it was one way. It would be hard to have to bear the quiet darkness a second time. No one said anything. No one would look into my eyes. No one so much as twitched or blinked. It was eerie, but the most unnerving part of the entire ride was having Death within fingers' reach. If I hadn't imagined hell as a pit of nothing but flames and little red demons, then this would have been my second description.

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Promt 365, "describe a train ride," for all_unwritten 
You know, since there have been 365 prompts and there's a prompt a day, then all_unwritten has been going for a year now . . . it seems like it's been longer than that o_O like it would take much longer to get that many prompts than a year, but i guess it makes sense, haha.
Anyways. Death on a train. Or the train ride to Hell. Hah, wow, I just thought of the Dementors on the train to Hogwarts >_< It's kind of like that i guess, haha.
But i just thought of it, just made the connection! i didn't steal the idea from J.K. Rowling >.<

for all_unwritten prompt 321 - for better or worse

This could be considered the sequel to this but you don't have to read it for the story below to make sense. :] Enjoy - and it is a little rough >_< just keep that in mind while reading
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For better or worse, till death do us part.
The echo of the words lingered in the air, but no one could hear it over the sound of screams and the brakes of a city bus.
Death had done them apart a long time ago, what seemed like an eternity to he who had been left behind; but now death was bringing them back together once and for all. Or should it be twice and for all? They had already been together once before. . .
His soul continued to follow this rambling train of thought as it floated away from the crowd - and towards the face of the woman he had pledged his love to so many years ago.