Chapter 79
"Then I want to take my daemon with me when I go to the land of the dead," she said firmly. "And I want to come back again. Has it ever been known, for people to do that?"
"Not for many, many ages. Eventually, child, you will come to the land of the dead with no effort, no risk, a safe, calm journey, in the company of your own death, your special, devoted friend, who's been beside you every moment of your life, who knows you better than yourself - "
"But Pantalaimon is my special and devoted friend! I don't know you, Death, I know Pan and I love Pan and if he ever - if we ever - "
The death was nodding. He seemed interested and kindly, but she couldn't for a moment forget what he was: her very own death, and so close.
"I know it'll be an effort to go on now," she said more
