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Amazing Maurice and His Educated Rodents
- From Mr Bunnsy Has An Adventure The rat king raged. The watching rats clutched at their heads, Peaches shrieked and stumbled back, the last flaring match flying out of her hand. But something of Maurice survived that roar, that storm of thought. Some tiny part hid behind some brain cell and cowe... Puis...
Going Postal
Lipwig’s bad memory • Evil criminal geniuses, difficulty with finding property • Mr. Groat’s fear of bathing, and a discussion on explosive underwear • Mr. Pony and his flimsies • The board debates, Gilt decides • Moist von Lipwig attempts the impossible THE CLOCKS were chiming seven o’clock. “Ah,... Puis...
Wyrd Sisters
The obverse read:   J. H. “Flannelfoot” Boggis and Nephews Bespoke Thieves “The Old Firm” (Estblshd AM 1789) All type Theft carryed out Professionly and with Disgression Houses cleared. 24-hr service. No job too small. LET US QUOTE YOU FOR OUR FAMILY RATE   “It seems to be in order,” he... Puis...
Mort
Curtains of octarine glow danced slowly and majestically over the Disc as the fire of the Aurora Coriolis, the vast discharge of magic from the Disc’s standing field, earthed itself in the green ice mountains of the. Hub. The central spire of Cori Celesti, home of the gods, was a ten-mile-high colu... Puis...
Thief of Time
The result is a kind of physical premonition—you find out what is going to happen next by allowing it to happen. Faced with danger, or any kind of task that involves risk of death, a yeti will save its life up to that point and then proceed with all due caution yet in the comfortable knowledge that,... Puis...
Witches Abroad
said Nanny Ogg. Granny twirled a bit. “Are you ready then, Dame Ogg?” she said. “Yes. Let’s do it, Lady Weatherwax.”   The dance floor was thronged. Decorations hung from every pillar, but they were black and silver, the colors of the festival of Samedi Nuit Mort. An orchestra was playing o... Puis...
Guards! Guards!
Guards! /**/ UNANIMOUS PRAISE FOR TERRY PRATCHETT “Pratchett has now moved beyond the limits of humorous fantasy, and should be recognized as one of the more significant contemporary English language satirists.” Publishers Weekly “Consistently, inventively mad…wild and wonderful!” Isaac Asimov’s... Puis...
Wee Free Men
And it was rocking gently. The cracker took a swipe at it with the hammer, and it rolled out of the way. See what’s really there, said Tiffany to herself, and laughed. The Queen gave her a puzzled look. “You find this funny?” she demanded. “What’s funny about this? What is amusing about this situa... Puis...
Fifth Elephant
Places to buy food were getting scarce. However carefully Carrot knocked at the door of some isolated farmstead, he’d end up having to talk to people who were hiding under the bed. People here were not used to the idea of muscular men with swords who were actually anxious to buy things. In the end... Puis...
Colour of Magic
Although the Disc’s sun is but an orbiting moonlet, its prominences hardly bigger than croquet hoops, this slight drawback must be set against the tremendous sight of Great A’Tuin the Turtle, upon Whose ancient and meteor riddled shell the Disc ultimately rests. Sometimes, in His slow journey across... Puis...
Johnny and the Bomb
It had been like watching a film until he’d seen people scrabbling at the wreckage. Then he’d stepped through the screen. Firemen were pouring water on the flames. People were pulling at fallen timbers, or moving gingerly through each stricken house, calling out names—in a strange, polite way, in th... Puis...
Making Money
Bent goes out to lunch The Dark Fine Arts Amateur thespians, avoidance of embarrassment by The Pen of Doom! Professor Flead gets cozy Lust comes in many varieties A hero of banking! Cribbins’s cup runneth over     THE SUN SHONE through the window of the bank’s dining room onto a scene of perfect ple... Puis...
Small Gods
Ah, he thought. So this is dreaming. There were thousands of people walking across the desert. They paid him no attention. They walked as if completely unaware that they were in the middle of a crowd. He tried to wave at them, but he was nailed to the spot. He tried to speak, and the words evapora... Puis...
Monstrous Regiment
He relaxed in the shadows, looked up at the rafters, and said: “Now, I say a man who knows how to cook is no less of a man for that. But a man who says ‘sugar!’ when he swears? Have you ever heard a man say that? You haven’t. I can tell.” So it was you who gave me the socks, thought Polly. You know... Puis...
Eric
The honey is black as night, thick as sin and sweet as treacle. It is well known that eight colors make up white. But there are also eight colors of blackness, for those that have the seeing of them, and the hives of Death are among the black grass in the black orchard under the black-blossomed, an... Puis...
Strata
All the characters in this book are fictitious, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Condition of Sale This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, re-sold, hired out or otherwise circulated in any for... Puis...
Interesting Times
Denver Post “Humorously entertaining (and subtly thought-provoking) fantasy…Pratchett’s Discworld books are filled with humor and with magic, but they’re rooted in, of all things, real life and cold, hard reason.” Contra Costa Times “Pratchett has created an alternate universe full of trolls, dwarf... Puis...
Snuff
It had been a long day, and he dropped into that pink semi-conscious stupor that is even better than sleep, waking up slightly every hour when nobody rang a bell in the street below to say that all was well. And he woke up again to hear the sound of heavy cart wheels rumbling over stones. Half asle... Puis...
Maskerade
Denver Post “Discworld is more complicated and satisfactory than Oz…. It has the energy of The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy and the inventiveness of Alice in Wonderland. It also has an intelligent wit and a truly original grim and comic grasp of the nature of things.” A.S. Byatt “Humorously ent... Puis...
Reaper Man
“It’s horrible! What is it, Mr. Poons?” Windle tried to pull the remains of his hat over his ears. “Don’t know,” he said. “It could be music. If you’d never heard music before.” There weren’t notes. There were strung-together noises that might have been intended to be notes, put together as one migh... Puis...
I Shall Wear Midnight
Very lucky, in fact. It often smelled better, and Tiffany wasn’t alone in thinking that the breath of a cow, warm and smelling of grass, was a kind of medicine in itself. The goats in the dungeon were nearly as good, though. They sat placidly chewing their supper over and over again, while never ta... Puis...
Soul Music
He really meant the privy. The Reader had a theory that all the really good books in any building—at least, all the really funny ones**—gravitate to a pile in the privy but no one ever has time to read all of them, or even knows how they came to be there. His research was causing extreme constipatio... Puis...
Jingo
Various Klatchian officials and some of the Ankh-Morpork people were summoned to the tent. Vimes wandered close to it a few times and heard the sound of voices raised in dispute. Meanwhile, the armies dug in. Someone had already erected a crude signpost, its arms pointing to various soldiers’ homes... Puis...
Last Continent
He places his characters, who behave in a very [contemporary] everyday way, in the unlikeliest situations, juxtaposing the probable and improbable to provide a view from a new, usually humorous perspective…Just about every icon from popular Australian culture is trotted out, but it’s done with such... Puis...
Sourcery
he said quietly. “Lost track of time? I know how it is. This is the Year of the Hyena.” “Oh. In that case, about—” Nijel’s lips moved soundlessly—“about three days. Look,” he added quickly, “how can people kill like that? Without even thinking about it?” “I don’t know,” said Rincewind, in a tone o... Puis...
Science of Discworld
He'd worked out quite a good system, based on size, shape, colour and twenty-seven other qualities including whether or not he felt that it was a friendly sort of rock. With careful attention to cross-referencing, he reckoned that dealing with just those rocks in this room would take him at least t... Puis...
Men at Arms
The characters, incidents, and dialogue are drawn from t1:09 PM 6/11/2007he author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. MEN AT ARMS. Copyright © 1993 by Terry and Lyn Pratchett. All rights reserved... Puis...
Johnny and the Dead
“Get him!” “You get him!” The railing smacked into the side of the bulldozer, and Bigmac leaped. Even fighting mad, he was still Bigmac, and the driver was a large man. But what Bigmac had going for him was that he was, just for a few seconds, unstoppable. If the man had managed to get one good p... Puis...
Moving Pictures
It is said that the book was written in one day after Achmed drank too much of the strange thick Klatchian coffee which doesn’t just sober you up, but takes you through sobriety and out the other side, so that you glimpse the real universe beyond the clouds of warm self-delusion that sapient life us... Puis...
Unseen Academicals
This is incredibly stupid and makes conversation difficult and the passing of food impossible, but even Lord Vetinari and Lady Margolotta had apparently signed up to the idea. On the other hand, they both ate very little and so there wasn’t very much to pass. ‘Your secretary seems to be getting on v... Puis...
Lords and Ladies
to be an absolutely essential part of any theatrical performance. Since a roasted peanut is a dangerous and painful item when hurled with pinpoint accuracy, directors in Ankh-Morpork had long ago taken the hint. This made some of the grand guignol melodramas a little unusual, but it was considered t... Puis...
Wintersmith
On the kitchen table the inventory was laid out: so many spoons, so many pans, so many dishes, all lined up in the dingy light. Tiffany packed some of the cheeses, though. She’d made them, after all. The loom was silent in its room; it looked like the bones of some dead animal, but under the big ch... Puis...
Good Omens
All the days had been nice. There had been rather more than seven of them so far, and rain hadn't been invented yet. But clouds massing east of Eden suggested that the first thunderstorm was on its way, and it was going to be a big one. The angel of the Eastern Gate put his wings over his head to s... Puis...
Wit And Wisdom Of Discworld
When he came to Mort, he offered him a job. After being assured that being dead was not compulsory, Mort accepted. However, he soon found out that romantic longings did not mix easily with the responsibilities of being Death’s apprentice… Reannuals are plants that grow backwards in time. You sow the... Puis...
Pyramids
Fantasy and Science Fiction “Consistently, inventively mad…wild and wonderful!” Isaac Asimov’s Science Fiction Magazine “Think J.R.R. Tolkien with a sharper, more satiric edge.” Houston Chronicle “His books are richly textured, and far more complex than they appear at first.” Barbara Mertz “Offer... Puis...
A Hat Full Of Sky
Everyone in the mountains had heard of Mistress Weatherwax. If you didn’t have respect, she said, you didn’t have anything. Today she had it all. Some of it even rubbed off on Tiffany. They were treated like royalty—not the sort who get dragged off to be beheaded or have something nasty done with a... Puis...
Light Fantastic
But then, some people would say anything. A shadow starts to blot out the distant glitter, and it is blacker than space itself. From here it also looks a great deal bigger, because space is not really big, it is simply somewhere to be big in. Planets are big, but planets are meant to be big and th... Puis...
Feet of Clay
Denver Post “Humorously entertaining (and subtly thought-provoking) fantasy…Pratchett’s Discworld books are filled with humor and with magic, but they’re rooted in, of all things, real life and cold, hard reason.” Contra Costa Times “Pratchett has created an alternate universe full of trolls, dwarf... Puis...
Thud!
said Sybil an hour later as the coaches headed out of the city. “Do you remember when we last went on holiday, Sam?” “That wasn’t really a holiday, dear,” said Vimes. Above them, Young Sam swung back and forth in a little hammock, cooing. “Well, it was very interesting, all the same,” said Sybil.... Puis...
Dark Side of the Sun
We now understand probability. ‘If we control it every man will be a magician. Let us then hope that this will not come to pass. For our universe is a fragile house of atoms, held together by the weak mortar of cause and effect. One magician would be two too many.’ Charles Sub-Lunar, Cry Continuum... Puis...
Hogfather
ON THE WHOLE, I THINK THAT WENT VERY WELL, DON’T YOU? “Yes, master,” said Albert. I WAS RATHER PUZZLED BY THE LITTLE BOY IN THE CHAIN MAIL, THOUGH. “I think that was a Watchman, master.” REALLY? WELL, HE WENT AWAY HAPPY, AND THAT’S THE MAIN THING. “Is it, master?” There was worry in Albert’s vo... Puis...
Folklore of Discworld
And if you say ‘fairies’, that just makes matters worse. People think of tall, shining figures dancing in rings in the moonlight to the loveliest music one could hope to hear; or tiny dainty creatures with butterfly wings, fluttering round flowers. And in a way, some of this is true. For elves do g... Puis...
Only You Can Save Mankind
“Yes?” “Um.” “Hello?” “Um. Is Sig—is Kirsty there?” “Who’s this?” “I’m a friend. Um. I don’t think she knows my name.” “You’re a friend and she doesn’t know your name?” “Please!” “Oh, hang on.” Johnny stared at his bedroom wall. Eventually a suspicious voice said, “Yes? Who’s this?” “You’re Sigourne... Puis...
Equal Rites
Granny held it up to the candlelight and considered it critically. It was a good letter. She had got “diuerse” out of the Almanack, which she read every night. It was always predicting “diuerse plagues” and “diuerse ill-fortune.” Granny wasn’t entirely sure what it meant, but it was a damn good word... Puis...
Night Watch
said Vimes. “As you said in your statement…what was it, Fred? Something about just obeying orders? All that stuff about mixing with the mobs and throwing things at coppers and soldiers, you didn’t want to do that, I know. You didn’t like being round in Cable Street watching people being beaten up an... Puis...
Carpe Jugulum
There were new people around, but Hodge-saargh generally didn’t pay much attention to non-falconers. There were always other people in the castle, and they had jobs to do, and if pressed Hodgesaargh would vaguely acknowledge the fact that if he left his laundry in a sack by the kitchen door every we... Puis...