“A wise woman once told me that long ago, a young warrior conquered death, so that we would never have to fear it again. All those we have lost--they are not gone. For we will see them again when the last curtain falls, and the great battle has been won. They'll be there, waiting for us, with their feet dangling in some wide, warm river in the midst of eternal spring, I suppose. Death really isn't so bad--just a doorway, really.”
Book:A Long Lost Fantasy