[ F.X.D.] Sketches on the Discworld universe. Pratchett Terry "Discworld". Overlord. (crossover).

Part nine. I want to go to Discworld. 1.5 part. Binky galloped across the sky with ease and grace in a way that no other horse can. Because ordinary horses don't think about breaking the laws of gravity. They usually have an already cheerful life... Although, if a horse has wings... But we are not going to discuss the topic of pegasi on a flat world at all... After some time, Binky’s hooves touched the ground, and he became the most ordinary horse. Well... It is not mentioned, of course, that among all the white horses, he looked more like an albino. And its size was comparable to the size of mustangs or draft horses. Although, maybe I'm exaggerating... Death sat majestically on this beautiful horse, irritably looking at the hourglass in his hands. They, in turn, instead of trembling, began to purr something affectionately. Death's working day was already ending. All souls were transferred to where they needed to be. Fortunately, without whims and attacks... Fortunately! Because no one needs a third Rincewind. God forbid, another headache and pointless trips, Deaths are not needed. However, you will still have a headache! The strange hourglass, rumbling like a cat, will confuse anyone, especially our Death... If the life - meter started meowing and asking for something to eat, Death would immediately take a vacation. (How to remove this “would, would, would, would”! It annoys me!) Which Susan will not be happy about. Sudden relatives who go crazy are not the best gift of fate. However, Death is the most stable, I hope stable, of all living or non-living beings. And he is clearly the last one about whom they will sing: “The quietly rustling slate roof moves slowly.” Binky walked through the streets of Ankh - Morpork slowly, with a confident gait, rhythmically clopping her hooves. Death was already able to determine in advance the approximate location of the hero of the occasion. However, I couldn’t understand where exactly it was... The buildings stretched along the road and, if you didn’t look closely, they were boring and similar to each other. Again, if you don’t look closely... It was quite quiet in this alley, although somewhere in the distance, human voices and discussions could be heard... Somewhere else there were cats fighting for territory. And they shouted loudly. In general, life was in full swing somewhere there... Yes, and on top of everything else, it was already evening... There was a rustling sound, falling pieces of wood and the crash of cans, somewhere, in the spaces between the houses or already on another street. It was difficult to determine... Especially since it happened suddenly. Death got off Binky and headed in the direction where the noise was supposed to be coming from. Of course, most likely, he will have to wash his bony paws, because there is so much dirt here... Yes, and “it’s dark as far as you can see!” And yes, Death will never understand why people came up with such a strange catchphrase... Some creature was sitting pressed against the wall, under the boards... He was betrayed by a contemptuous snort and movement inside his small shelter. At first glance, one could assume that it was a cat or some other small living creature. Or maybe not small. Death threw back the boards. Honestly, he wishes that instead of the one he now sees in front of him, there would be some cute stray cat. And to be completely honest, he would prefer that this situation did not exist at all. Before him was a creature that looked more like a human than a welcome cat, wrapped in a dark blanket. At the moment, by blanket we mean a cloak, which is very different from the robe of Death. Because Death wears a robe! The creature gazed at Death with its only eye (there was a hole in the place where the missing eye was), not so much with fear as with curiosity. As if it was saying: “Well, you found me and what next?...