"There is your reason to live." A bony finger points up a tall cliff face.
"What is it?"
"Its a cottage surrounded by pine trees, painted with the warm rays of the early morning sunshine. In that cottage there is a woman who loves you. She needs you and desires to please you. She bears your child, a wonderful child who is beautiful and smart and aspires to be a great writer some day just like her Daddy."
"How do I get up there?"
"You have to climb that cliff."
"But its so high!"
A chuckle escapes from inside a black cowl. "Nothing is free in this world, my friend. Everyone has to work for what they want."
"Ok. I will climb it. It won't be easy but I'll do it!"
"Good. Then I don't want to see you here again. Not for awhile, anyway. Do we have a deal?"
"Yes. We have a deal."
"Good day to you, sir. Best wishes." Death strolls away as I gazed up the shear cliff face. My destiny awaits.