Death. Who is death? Is it a person? Is it a girl, a boy, or a non-binary? Is it simply something that happens. Can death choose what it does? Write a short story or poem about someone coming to terms with death whether that means meeting death or just coming to term with the fact they are dying. Warning: Death and the lord or king of the dead are not the same things. One lords over the souls once they are dead and the other actually does the death thing. If your version of death is the king, queen, lord, lordess etc of the realm of the dead they can't be the devil, hades or something of the like.