I am Death. I bring a term to everything. I mock your vanities, yet I also give you the limits that make your achievements matter. I am your beginning as well as your end.
I give you straight-edged clarity, sharp as a razor. I give you the chance to find courage. In my presence, what fear can the risks of your ordinary life hold for you?
Surely you feel me now, at your left shoulder. I will tell you what you need to know, but only if you let me put my noose around your neck.
I am the bridge between the tame land and the wild. I was made by your hand but I am the making or unmaking of your kind.
If you fear the crossing I narrow and rock back and forth. If you seek to avoid what lies on the other side, it will meet you on the bridge, in the form you most dread.
The face I will show you is the one you will choose for me, knowingly or unknowingly. Choose wisely.