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Death didn't look back. Verence followed him through the wall; it was like walking through fog.
'Is that all?' he demanded. 'I mean, how long will I be a ghost? Why am I a ghost? You can't just leave me like this.' He halted and raised an imperious, slightly transparent finger. 'Stop! I command you!'
Death shook his head gloomily, and stepped through the next wall. The king hurried after him with as much dignity as he.
'How long will it really be?'
UNTIL YOU HAVE FULFILLED YOUR DESTINY, I ASSUME.
'And how will I know what my destiny is?' said the king, desperately.
CAN'T HELP THERE. I'M SORRY. could still muster, and found Death fiddling with the girths of a large white horse standing on the battlements. It was wearing a nosebag.'You can't leave me like this!' he repeated, in the face of the evidence.Death turned to him.I CAN, he said. YOU'RE UNDEAD, YOU SEE. GHOSTS INHABIT A WORLD BETWEEN THE LIVING AND THE DEAD. IT'S NOT MY RESPONSIBILITY. He patted the king on the shoulder. DON'T WORRY, he said, IT WON'T BE FOREVER.'Good.'IT MAY SEEM LIKE FOREVER
'Well, how can I find out?'
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