Richard Adams, author of Watership Down, has passed away.
I adore Watership Down. The ending of the novel is one of the most beautiful and moving I have ever read. It’s is wonderfully understated, with a moment of realization so deliciously woven from an obscure side-tale from earlier in the book and culminating with the ultimate fulfillment and expression of who Hazel was. I re-read at least the ending once a year, and the book in its entirety frequently. It is a story of great layers and depth, of characters and journeys, and, as befitting of a tale about rabbits for whom storytelling is paramount, it itself is a novel that features great storytelling. It flows.
Adams was 96. He led a good life and left an incredible legacy.
“My heart has joined the Thousand, for my friend stopped running today.”