The lady had been going for a while and had but minutes left, when at last, in an eerie moment sudden of consciousness, she asked Susanne, the nurse --
"Are you the angel who will take me to the garden of death?"
And then she left this world.
The garden of death holds marigolds [tagetes]. They are glowing somewhat to cheer us up. And here we see sweet Ms. S. a little closer... (In the background we saw her beloved Lapponia, and the beautiful highlands may very well do as a hint of Paradise in the end of ends.)
I had a little fun miscolouring the feet. The cover and the medical staff sandals are in a traditional Hospital Green...
"Come dear, hold my hand. It won't take very long..."
