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

Albert wiped his glasses, hoping that this was just a figment of his imagination or a hallucination. After the glasses, he decided to rub his eyes some more and shed tears of pain, he rubbed them so hard. After which he decided that something was wrong with him and went back into the house. Death also noticed the changes... Of course, this does not mean changes in Albert's behavior, he ignored them. Surrounded. And the first one who made him pay attention to this was the Wind. He looked under his cloak, tugged at the hood and tried to undress him in every possible way, and then flew away laughing, leaving after all the gusts, pleasant warmth and deadly cold at the same time. (And in the literal sense....) If Death had not been a skeleton, he would probably have felt all the hellish cold on himself. And the plants reached out to him, especially the flowers, welcomingly opening their colorful buds. And all sorts of insects sometimes nested on it. Butterflies sat on him without hesitation and crawled along his black as darkness hood, they didn’t even fly away, they just sat. Life - which was "abnormally alive." “Oh, it looks like you’ve seriously prepared for my arrival...” the young girl quipped, trying to shake off the butterflies from her hair that had stuck to them. - I MYSELF CAN’T UNDERSTAND WHAT THIS IS... Although, he noticed long ago that something had changed in his possessions, or, to be completely accurate to the smallest detail, it all changed unnoticed for him... - If this does not entail any - some serious consequences... - The young girl looked sternly at her grandfather, her gaze directly said: “I don’t want to participate in some strange adventures again...” Then her facial expression abruptly changed to a more pleasant one and she even smiled. -Then, please leave it as it is. Don't change anything. - SUSAN... Death tilted his head to the side and looked at her thoughtfully. Essentially, this is what he wanted... Add a little more life to his domain. There is too much life now, and it literally overwhelms this cozy but previously lifeless place. Now everything that showed such joy and life was reaching out to Susan and Death. Looks like there is a reason to meet with relatives more often? M? The sun shone with a bright yellow light and, despite the fact that it could not provide heat, there was still a feeling that the sun was warming. The only thing that remained the same was the sky... Bright gray, it reminded us that this place had been different before. And vegetables too... By the way, on the fence with such vegetables, there was a note pinned: “Sorry... We are again without an invitation, permission and warning. Sorry for the second time... For inviting life into your home. But, I ask you... Not kick her out, she will be offended...