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I’m just heading off into the darkness with a stranger and a reindeer.
But that’s what people think when their loved ones die, isn’t it? They keep thinking it’s only temporary. That they’re gone, in the other room, maybe at work, or on vacation. That they’re just away and they’ll be back at some point. Maybe that’s how you get through death, by telling yourself your father will pick up the phone, and that if he doesn’t that he’ll call you back soon, and so in the back of your mind, at the back of your heart, you’re just waiting. Waiting for them to return and for life to go back to normal again. The idea that they’re never coming back is…it’s more than
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“Is Death,” Rasmus finishes. “You bested his daughter and you killed his swans. He’s going to be pissed.”
“Your father assured me you were open-minded.” “Yeah! I am! I have crystals that give me good energy! I believe in my horoscope half the time, and I think the Ancient Egyptians were in cahoots with aliens. But even the most open-minded person has their limits, and this was my limit.”
“Don’t tell me the murder swans were supposed to be immortal,” I mumble,
I don’t know what it is about redheads, but they can cast a dirty look like no one else.
“You’re going to stick out anyway. Not many pretty girls in the Land of the Dead. Though you do have an ethereal, fairy-like quality to your face. Perhaps they might think you’re a Goddess.”
“It is immortal, like you guessed. A God. The Swan of Tuonela will come back in a few days’ time, probably hell-bent on vengeance, so if we’re still alive, we have that to look forward to.”
“Death has an ex-wife? How fucking modern.”
There’s a part of me that’s watching all of this from far away that’s laughing at the sight of me turned into some kind of Finnish warrior princess about to tackle some Lovecraftian monster, and there’s another part, the larger part, that has to shove all bewilderment and disbelief aside in order to survive.
This is it. This is how it ends. Indiana Jones’ worst nightmare.
So Death has a first name. That almost makes him more personable.
