Death Comes Looking For a Rider

A large black steed charges out of the night ethereal mount upon his back eerie glow emanating from eyes burning through any who cross their path. Those who come in contact with this spectral being may well be the next rider upon his back. Death known no mercy, nor shows any all who hear the call must answer. No where to go, no place to hide for death knows all, sees all and hears all. Death, part of life as we know it waits daily for us the road we travel leads to this end sooner for some, later for others! We greatly fear this unknown for this is a journey we will not return from though many believe to the contrary! With the mornings sunrise death returns to its' domain, lying in wait for its next journey to the living world to collect those whose time has come to an end.