Sir Terry Pratchett, heroic to the end – Liberation

In the end, Death with his scythe and his long black coat, just get us all. He (as it may well be called “Death” is a man, if you do not know) would not be all this to be done. There is no special interest, it’s just work. It runs, sometimes with some good-natured, if He was endowed with feelings (what He would like very much). Thursday He picked, perhaps reluctantly, one of his greatest friends