You’ve just walked into Enigma’s Necropolis Dream: “Hello, Sir/Ma’am! Welcome to the END! How may I create the Funeral of Your Dreams?” If you’re like me, you have your funeral already planned out. Mine will have a wicked dress code, choreographed theatrics, and endless options for fuckery. My funeral is going to be a grand production that you’d normally buy a ticket to see. Here at the END, we want to help your loved ones through their worst pain with our highly trained Emotional Support Specialists, all while giving you the final celebration you deserve with our team of Life and Death Artists (Embalming Specialists, Choreographers, Cinematographers, Writers, Musicians, Costume Designers, Makeup Technicians, etc.). We will abide by all legal requirements when handling the deceased, but personalized burial and cremation arrangements are available! Whether you want a simple service or a party on wheels, your funeral and final resting place should be ANYTHING you want. Come, step into my office and show me your vision. Let’s make this happen (any format, 1000 words MAX, winner will be chosen by myself with @TheWolfeDen as a tie breaker). Based on a realistic concept of the Funeral Home I am working towards. Challenge ends after we celebrate our dead for Día de los Muertos <3

"Vulnerability is not winning or losing; it's having the courage to show up and be seen when we have no control over the outcome. Vulnerability is not weakness; it's our greatest measure of courage." —Brené Brown @MisterEnigma and I are soulmates. Period. Throughout our relationship, people have asked us how we met and have asked us for advice on a myriad of things. This quote from our guru perfectly sums up how we not only fell in love, but how we’ve managed to never even scream at each other (not once) in the years we’ve known each other. We’ve had disagreements and disappointments, sure. But we NEVER yell at each other, we ALWAYS rush to say sorry to each other, and we reunite so passionately because we are missing the better half of our souls when we are apart. When we met, we both had the courage to be ALL IN for this new person we felt powerlessly pulled to (and we are still ALL IN today). We opened up to each other in old school letter writing (not texting or chatting on an app). We disclosed our deepest shame to one another, not knowing if the other would run for the hills or not. We’re not talking about your everyday bullshit either. If any of you knew our pasts, 100% of you would be disgusted by us. The only reason we are anonymous on this public platform is for our safety—but we are NOT ashamed. Fuck shame. All shame does is cripple you. People will shame you for things they themselves do/have also. It’s unbearably fucking cruel. Mister and I took that leap of faith and now we have the most beautiful love I have ever personally witnessed. I’m biased, I know—but as someone who loves love… it’s pretty fucking magical. And to think, ALL it took was that one second of courage to just say, “Fuck it—this is who I am, I’m just human, and all I can do is try to be better tomorrow.” So, my fellow Prosers, I ask you: WHAT IS YOUR SHAME? Please write creatively/fictionally if it’s something that can implicate you criminally/legally (protect yourself, ALWAYS). But I want to be at least ONE person who can take your shame and say, “I hear you, I see you… and my arms are still wide open for you, friend.” If you need something to jumpstart your courage, I will soon post my own piece about something NO ONE wants to talk about. I will throw myself to the wolves for you, for myself… for a hope of a better future in which we can JUST be fkn kind to each other. We ALL just want to be accepted and loved—and I am here to do exactly that for you. So, let’s be courageous together, and… Dump your SHAME ON ME! [Any style, any length, and community engagement will be taken into consideration for my decision.]