Mark Spain Dance I

Mark Spain Dance IMark Spain Crescendo IIMark Spain Crescendo I
Brutha's body toppled forward almost gracefully, smacking into the table. The bowl overturned, and 'gruel dripped down on to the floor.
And then Brutha stood up, without a second glance at his corpse.
"Hah. I wasn't expecting you," he said.
Death stopped leaning against the wall.
HOW FORTUNATE YOU WERE.
"But there's still such a lot to be done . . ."
YES. THERE ALWAYS IS.
Brutha Death grinned and stepped aside.
What Brutha had thought vas a rock in the sand was a hunched figure, sitting clutching its knees. It looked paralyzed with fear.
He stared.
"Vorbis?" he said.followed the gaunt figure through the wall where, instead of the privy that occupied the far side in normal space, there was . . .. . . black sand.The light was brilliant, crystalline, in a black sky filled with stars."Ah. There really is a desert. Does everyone get this?" said Brutha.WHO KNOWS?"And what is at the end of the desert?"JUDGEMENT.Brutha considered this."Which end?"
He looked at Death.