fantasy

In order to establish continuity with later events, this may be the time to point out that the greatest mathematician in the history of the Discworld was lying down and peacefully eating his supper. / It is interesting to note that, owing to this mathematician’s particular species, what he was eating for his supper was his lunch.

Lady Ramkin ran her hands over Errol’s body. / „Damned if I know what’s going on in there,“ she said. The little dragon tried to lick her face. „What’s he been eating?“ / „The last thing, I think, was a kettle,“ said Vimes. / „A kettle of what?“ / „No. A kettle. A black thing with a handle and spout. He sniffed it for ages, then he ate it.“ / Enrol grinned weakly at him, and belched. They both ducked. / „Oh, and then we found him eating soot out of the chimney,“ V…

Astfgl stood in front of his mirror. / „Show me what they can see,“ he commanded. / Yes, master. / Astfgl inspected the whirring image for a moment. / „Tell me what this means,“ he said. / I’m just a mirror, master. What do I know? / Astfgl growled. „And I’m Lord of Hades,“ he said, gesturing with his trident. „And I’m prepared to risk another seven years‘ bad luck.“ / The mirror considered the available options. / I might be able to hear some creaking, lord, it venture…

‚That’s all what?‘ said the Patrician of Ankh-Morpork, next morning. / The man in front of him shivered with fear. / ‚Don’t know, lordship,‘ he said. ‚They wouldn’t let me in. They made me wait outside the door, lordship.‘ / He twisted his forgers together nervously. The Patrician’s stare had him pinned. It was a good stare, and one of the things it was good at was making people go on talking when they thought they had finished. / Only the Patrician knew…

It wasn’t just the Great God that spoke to Vorbis, in the confines of his head. Everyone spoke to an exquisitor, sooner or later. It was just a matter of stamina. / Vorbis didn’t often go down to watch the inquisitors at work these days. Exquisitors didn’t have to. He sent down instructions, he received reports. But special circumstances merited his special attention. / It has to be said … there was little to laugh at in the cellar of the Quisit…

And they awoke. / The sun was well over the Rim. People pulled themselves to their feet, staring at one another. / There was not an elf in sight. / Nanny Ogg was the first to speak. Witches can generally come to terms with what actually (‚s, instead of insisting on what ought to be. / She looked up at the moors. „The first thing we do,“ she said, „the first thing, is put back the stones.“ / „The second thing,“ corrected Magrat. / They both looked down at the still…

The Patrician of Ankh-Morpork sat back on his austere chair with the sudden bright smile of a very busy person at the end of a crowded day who’s suddenly found in his schedule a reminder saying: 7.00-7.05, Be Cheerful and Relaxed and a People Person. / ‚Well, of course I was very saddened to receive your letter, captain …‘ / ‚Yes, sir,‘ said Vimes, still as wooden as a furniture warehouse. / ‚Please sit down, captain.‘ / ‚Yes, sir.‘ Vimes remained sta…

And so it was that Rincewind, Twoflower and Bethan entered Unseen University. / Elsewhere on the campus— / The eight wizards inserted their keys and, with many a worried glance at one another, turned them. There was a faint little snicking sound as the lock slid open. / The Octavo was unchained. A faint octarine light played across its bindings. / Trymon reached out and picked it up, and none of the others objected. His arm tingled. / He turned towards th…

Torches flared in the city of Sto Lat. Whole squads of men were charged with the task of constantly renewing them. The streets glowed. The sizzling flames pushed back shadows that had been blamelessly minding their own business every night for centuries. They illuminated ancient corners where the eyes of bewildered rats glittered in the depths of their holes. They forced burglars to stay indoors. They glowed on the night mists, forming a nimbus o…