Death by Neil Gaiman

The first story introduces the young, pale, perky, and genuinely likable Death. One day in every century, Death walks the Earth to better understand those to whom she will be the final visitor. Today is that day. As a young mortal girl named Didi, Death befriends a teenager and helps a 250-year old homeless woman find her missing heart. What follows is a sincere musing on love, life and (of course) death. In the second story, a rising star of the music world wrestles with revealing her true sexual orientation just as her lover is lured into the realm of Death that Death herself should make an appearance. A practical, honest, and intelligent story that illuminates "the miracle of death."

Excellent, just as all of Gaiman's other books are. I loved seeing this vignette of death.

This one will give you nostalgia for the Sandman series. Sister to Morpheus; I love Death as a character, a portrayal that is so atypical. It's a toss-up on which of the two is my favourite Endless.

From the synopsis, Death takes on mortal form for one day each century, and in our particular century, she was a teenager who got a fellow teenager Sexton Furnival to tag along with her as she goes about experiencing life, seemingly for the first time. She's an avatar of Death, except, she's also a cheerful and friendly girl.

Through Death's mortal eyes and Sexton's cynical eyes, we experience life as it is, the realities and underlying truth of life. There's so many wonderful quotes in there that I dearly wish for a meatier story - the downside of the graphic novel - it's just not quite enough. Maybe it's because it barely scratches the itch of that feeling you get reading the Sandman; you'd wish there's more of it. The plot kinda hangs there with some loose ends, but perhaps that was intentional, since it's not like this is the last time that Death's gonna come visit...