Gods prefer simple, vicious games, where you Do Not Achieve Transcendence but Go Straight To Oblivion a key to the understanding of all religion is that a god’s idea of amusement is Snakes and Ladders with greased rungs. It would be a pretty good bet that the gods of a world like this probably do not play chess and indeed this is the case. Possibly the Creator of the universe got bored with all the usual business of axial inclination, albedos and rotational velocities, and decided to have a bit of fun for once. A tiny sun and moon spin around them, on a complicated orbit to induce seasons, so probably nowhere else in the multiverse is it sometimes necessary for an elephant to cock a leg to allow the sun to go past.Įxactly why this should be may never be known. Through the fathomless deeps of space swims the star turtle Great A’Tuin, bearing on its back the four giant elephants who carry on their shoulders the mass of the Discworld. As the cauldron bubbled an eldritch voice shrieked: When shall we three meet again?įinally another voice said, in far more ordinary tones: Well, I can do next Tuesday. In the middle of this elemental storm a fire gleamed among the dripping furze bushes like the madness in a weasel’s eye. It was the kind of night, you could believe, on which gods moved men as though they were pawns on the chessboard of fate. The night was as black as the inside of a cat. Thunder rolled back and forth across the dark, rain-lashed hills. Lightning stabbed at the earth erratically, like an inefficient assassin. I really, really do not like to ruin these books with the telling of them that will do them no justice (for me there are no words good enough to even just explain the wit.) If you haven't read the discworld collection this could be a great place for you to start, if you don't mind a bit of backtracking (this will have no effect to the other stories, you will not miss anything but you must read the rest) Happy reading *smile as big as the cheshire cat* Read more This is the book of all books that began my whole discworld fanatic life, from if i'm honest childhood. The scoundrel demands that the witches be brought in and I love that fact the guards do not want to. The witches decide to hide the baby with a traveling theatre and give him three gifts as godmothers should. In this novel you see the king killed and suddenly become a ghost, you see the real heir as a baby took by loyal servants and left with the witches and you see the scoundrel over take the throne. No matter how silly it sometimes gets you also know that no matter what they face they win. These three characters have enough spark to light a huge village and half the world with.Another thing I adore about them is they seem so foolish, so witty and sometimes downright rude but really they are a force to be reckoned with. I find it unfair so much comical genius is given to one man alone *sigh* No who am I kidding I LOVE the fact! This one is about the witches. I would play with them when ever I could get my hands on them. I would sometimes stare at them for a good hour. When I was about seven my mum had this and feet of clay, I was obsessed with the covers. This is the first book of Terry pratchett's I every read. Too overwritten, so much so, I lost the main sense of the story. It seems as he was writing for himself in a very self-congratulating manner: "Wow, Look how very clever this sentence is!" so much that it became tedious 2/3 of the way through. Terry Pratchett is far too clever for himself, and there is too much nonsense in his writing. The witches move the kingdom into the future in order for the rightful heir to return & claim his kingdom. The Fool falls in love w/ one of the 3 witches and then is sent to find the heir. The land, flora, & fauna of the kingdom is so unhappy they all end up in front of the Main witch's house wanting her to "fix" the problem. The new king has visions of blood on his hands that can not be washed away. The royal heir has disappeared as has the crown. Cousin hates the kingdom & the life of the kingdom hates him. Why how clever an overly wordy, clever, twisted, and self-amusing novel based on Hamlet.Ī King is dead by the hand of his cousin & cousin's wife.
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