Description
A merely poetic story about a middle-aged woman exploring love and lust after a nearly-fatal intentional drowning to escape her husband and her life. Through grief and joy, Eleanore is always accompanied by her one true friend, the Reaper. Her rebellious and at times murderous tendencies let her live life, the way she wants. TW: suicide (not gore), drugs (heroin), light description of physical abuse Important: This story takes place in the 1950's in Great Britain and the narrator is made to be old-timey and old-fashioned, these are not my true beliefs ! I also try to make things accurate, however if I'm wrong, feel free to correct me. This story is intended to have lots of imagery, metaphors and has a poetic touch to it, if that's not your thing, that's okay ! Please give criticism :D Note: this is fairly simple english
Chapter One
