In the novel “The Shepherd’s Crown” written by Terry Pratchett, there is a scene when the anthropomorphic personification of Death – who is by nature philosophical, unemotional, and reconciled to his duty – returns home after attending the end of the life of a truly remarkable and irreplaceable person:
“And far away, in someplace unthinkable, a white horse was being unsaddled by a figure with a scythe with, it must be said, some sorrow.”
Lenore Eileen Griffith
March 28, 1950 – March 25, 2017
