Reaper Man: A Discworld Novel"Engaging, surreal satire. . . nothing short of magical." —Chicago Tribune The eleventh installment in the Discworld fantasy series from New York Times bestselling author Terry Pratchett — in which Death has been fired by the Auditors of Reality, and Ankh-Morpork's undead and underemployed set off to find him. They say there are only two things you can count on. But that was before Death started pondering the existential. Of course, the last thing anyone needs is a squeamish Grim Reaper and soon his Discworld bosses have sent him off with best wishes and a well-earned gold watch. Now Death is having the time of his life, finding greener pastures where he can put his scythe to a whole new use. But like every cutback in an important public service, Death's demise soon leads to chaos and unrest—literally, for those whose time was supposed to be up, like Windle Poons. The oldest geezer in the entire faculty of Unseen University—home of magic, wizardry, and big dinners—Windle was looking forward to a wonderful afterlife, not this boring been-there-done-that routine. To get the fresh start he deserves, Windle and the rest of Ankh-Morpork's undead and underemployed set off to find Death and save the world for the living(and everybody else, of course). The Discworld novels can be read in any order, but Reaper Man is the second book in the Death series. The Death collection includes:
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... And, in his prison of a billion years, Azrael was bored. And this is the room where the future pours into the past via the pinch of the now. Timers line the walls. Not hour-glasses, although they have the P 4 TERRY RATCHETT.
... past like a stampede. There weren't many things people wanted a 130year-old wizard to do, and Windle had got into the habit of arriving at the dining-table up to two hours before each meal, simply to pass the time. Endless days, going ...
... past the clock and into the somber gloom of his study. Albert, his servant, was waiting for him with the towel and dusters. “Good morning, master.” Death sat down silently in his big chair. Albert draped the towel over the angular ...
... past, and found them impractical, especially the fiery ones, which tended to set light to their own bedding and stand in the middle of it looking embarrassed. Death took the saddle down from its hook and glanced at Albert, who was ...
... past nine,” said Windle, promptly if indistinctly. “Well, that's nice,” said the Bursar. “It gives you the rest of the evening, er, free.” Windle rummaged in the dreadful recesses of his wheelchair, a graveyard for old cushions, dog ...
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