Dullahan

Intro I do not fear death, nor do I fear the one who will take me. I've seen him in my dreams, on his black stead as he holds out his hand for me take. Each time I deny, I delay the inevitable extending my time, as long possible, but it hurts, though I keep fighting it. The dreams become more frequent, medication can only do so much, death is patient, it has all the time in the world, even when I have my back turn towards him, he'll wait until I've awaken before he turns away. He becomes more insistent, my old friend, as the pain becomes intense, and the doctors cannot delay it any longer. I am dying. My old friend will soon take me to a new home. 𝘈 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘐 𝘢𝘮, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯. 𝘐𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦’𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥, 𝘛𝘰 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵.