Reaper Man: A Novel of Discworld
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).
... with eyes that stars could be lost in, sought among the myriad worlds for a flat
one. On the back of a turtle. The Discworld—world and mirror of worlds. It
sounded interesting. And, in his prison of a billion years, Azrael was bored. And
this is ...
Overnight every Counting Pine readjusted its genetic code to produce, at about
eye-level on its trunk, in pale letters, its precise age. Within a year they were
felled almost into extinction by the ornamental house number plate industry, and
DO YOU SEE THIS? “Yes, sir. Very nice. Never seen one like that before. Whose
is it?” MINE. Albert's eyes swiveled sideways. On one corner of Death's desk P 14
TERRY RATCHETT Someone pulled the covers off a lantern. Someone ...
Albert's eyes swiveled sideways. On one corner of Death's desk was a large timer
in a black frame. It contained no sand. “I thought that one was yours, sir?” he said.
IT WAS. NOW THIS IS. A RETIREMENT PRESENT. FROM AZRAEL HIMSELF ...
... you got into the habit of not listening to old Windle. The Bursar couldn't tear his
eyes away from his watch. From inside came the squeak of the treadle as the
demon patiently pedalled his way toward infinity. Twenty-five minutes past the
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - Herenya - LibraryThing
When Death is, well, fired (for want of a better word), he finds himself a different job. But his absence causes problems for those who die, particularly for Windle Poons, the oldest wizard at the ... Read full review
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This isn't Pratchett's best. I don't think he is the best at writing action scenes—or perhaps writing cartoonish action scenes is intrinsically hard. A substantial part of this book covers two ... Read full review