The Carriage Held But Just Ourselves and Immortality by KiaraSayre (PG-13)

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Fandom: TORCHWOOD/DISCWORLD
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Jack Harkness, Death
Length: ~3000 words.
Author on LJ: _seven_crows /kiarasayre
Author Website: LJ Master List / KiaraSayre on AO3
Why this must be read:

'Jack meets Death' is fairly common trope in Torchwood fic, and this is a lovely example of the genre.

Excerpt: The next time, Jack wakes up to a blinding pain in his chest. It fades mercifully quickly, and a quick glance at his body shows its source – he can see the sharp end of the javelin protruding from his back.

He looks around for Death, and finds him a few feet away, sitting in a lawn chair and reading a book. There's a pair of reading glasses perched on his nonexistent nose.

"You don't even have eyes," says Jack. "There's no possible way you need reading glasses."

I thought they might make me less imposing, says Death. Besides, they quite help create the atmosphere, don't you think?

"No," says Jack flatly. "It looks stupid."

I see, says Death, and obligingly takes them off. Feel free to continue with what you were doing. I brought a book.

The Carriage Held But Just Ourselves and Immortality