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Death looked up, and looked straight at Susan. His eye sockets flared blue for a moment. Susan tried to press herself into the shadows.
He looked back downAlbert appeared from behind a pillar.
WOULD YOU BE SO GOOD AS TO MAKE ME A CUP OF TEA, PLEASE.
'Yes, Master. Hehe, you sorted him out right enough–’
THANK YOU.
Albert scurried off in the direction of the kitchen.
Once again there was the closest thing there could ever be to silence in the room of lifetimers.
YOU'D BETTER COME OUT. at Mort for a moment, and then at Ysabell, and then back at Susan, and then back down at Mort. And laughed.And turned the hourglass over.And snapped his fingers.Mort vanished, with a small 'pop' of imploding air. So did Ysabell and the others.It was, suddenly, very quiet.Death put the hourglass down, very carefully, on the table and looked at the ceiling for a while. Then he said:ALBERT?
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
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you're not . . . a young man,' said Susan, unable to prevent herself.
'No‑one argues,' he snapped. And Susan thought that was probably true. There was some kind of wiry strength in Albert, as if his whole body was a knuckle.
'He can make just 'No, I've got to get back! There'll be terrible trouble if I'm not at school in the morning.'
'There's no Time here except what people brings with 'em. Things just happen one after the other. Binky'll take you right back to the time you left, if you like. But you ought to stop here a while.'
'You said there's a hole and I'm being sucked in. I don't know what that means.'
'You'll feel better after a sleep,' said Albert.about anything,' she said, half to herself, 'but some things he just doesn't understand, and one of them's plumbing.''Right. We had to get a plumber from Ankh‑Morpork, hah, he said he might be able to make it a week next Thursday, and you don't say that kind of thing to the Master,' said Albert. 'I've never seen a bugger work so fast. Then the Master just made him forget. He can make everyone forget, except–’ Albert stopped, and frowned.'Seems I've got to put up with it, ' he said. 'Seems you've a right. I expect you're tired. You can stay here. There's plenty of rooms.'
you're not . . . a young man,' said Susan, unable to prevent herself.
'No‑one argues,' he snapped. And Susan thought that was probably true. There was some kind of wiry strength in Albert, as if his whole body was a knuckle.
'He can make just 'No, I've got to get back! There'll be terrible trouble if I'm not at school in the morning.'
'There's no Time here except what people brings with 'em. Things just happen one after the other. Binky'll take you right back to the time you left, if you like. But you ought to stop here a while.'
'You said there's a hole and I'm being sucked in. I don't know what that means.'
'You'll feel better after a sleep,' said Albert.about anything,' she said, half to herself, 'but some things he just doesn't understand, and one of them's plumbing.''Right. We had to get a plumber from Ankh‑Morpork, hah, he said he might be able to make it a week next Thursday, and you don't say that kind of thing to the Master,' said Albert. 'I've never seen a bugger work so fast. Then the Master just made him forget. He can make everyone forget, except–’ Albert stopped, and frowned.'Seems I've got to put up with it, ' he said. 'Seems you've a right. I expect you're tired. You can stay here. There's plenty of rooms.'
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Franz Marc Blaues Pferd 1
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of you will . . . Where's Lance-Constable Angua?' will personally—' He hesitated. He'd never been cruel to an animal in his life.
'I'll turn the matter over to Corporal Nobbs,' he said.
'That's what I to say: do this, do that . . . that was just something human, but this . . . this was like being a god.
He pulled the gonne into position, clicked a rack of six bullets into position, and sighted at random on a light. And then on another one. And another one.like,' said Gaspode bitterly. 'Incentive.'He presssed his blotchy nose to the ground. It was all show, anyway. Angua's scent hung in the air like a rainbow.'You can really talk?' said Carrot.Gaspode rolled his eyes.' 'Course not,' he said. The figure had reached the top of the tower.Lamps and candles were alight all over the city. It was spread out below him. Ten thousand little earthbound stars . . . and he could turn off any one he wanted, just like that. It was like being a god.It was amazing how sounds were so audible up here. It was like being a god. He could hear the howl of dogs, the sound of voices. Occasionally one would be louder than the rest, rising up into the night sky.This was power. The power he had below, the power
of you will . . . Where's Lance-Constable Angua?' will personally—' He hesitated. He'd never been cruel to an animal in his life.
'I'll turn the matter over to Corporal Nobbs,' he said.
'That's what I to say: do this, do that . . . that was just something human, but this . . . this was like being a god.
He pulled the gonne into position, clicked a rack of six bullets into position, and sighted at random on a light. And then on another one. And another one.like,' said Gaspode bitterly. 'Incentive.'He presssed his blotchy nose to the ground. It was all show, anyway. Angua's scent hung in the air like a rainbow.'You can really talk?' said Carrot.Gaspode rolled his eyes.' 'Course not,' he said. The figure had reached the top of the tower.Lamps and candles were alight all over the city. It was spread out below him. Ten thousand little earthbound stars . . . and he could turn off any one he wanted, just like that. It was like being a god.It was amazing how sounds were so audible up here. It was like being a god. He could hear the howl of dogs, the sound of voices. Occasionally one would be louder than the rest, rising up into the night sky.This was power. The power he had below, the power
Sunday, May 3, 2009
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his hand.
'I'm glad you're out of it,' she said.
Corporal Nobbs darted into the Watch House and slammed the door behind him.
'Well?' said Carrot.
'It's not good,' said Carrot had been staring at the wall. Now he produced a small, battered black book from his pocket, and started to thumb through the pages.
'Tell me,' he said, in a slightly distant voice, 'has there been an irretrievable breakdown of law and order?'
'Yeah. For about five hundred years,' said Colon. 'Irretrievable breaNobby. 'They say the trolls are planning to march to the Palace to get Coalface out. There's gangs of dwarfs and trolls wandering around looking for trouble. And beggars. Lettice was very popular. And there's a lot of Guild people out there, too. The city,' he said, importantly, 'is def'nitely a keg of No.1 Powder.''How do you like the idea of camping out on the open plain?' said Colon.'What's that got to do with it?''If anyone puts a match to anything tonight, it's goodbye Ankh,' said the sergeant morosely. 'Usually we can shut the city gates, right? But there's hardly more'n a few feet of water in the river.''You flood the city just to put out fires?' said Angua.'Yep.''Another thing,' said Nobby. 'People threw stuff at me!'
his hand.
'I'm glad you're out of it,' she said.
Corporal Nobbs darted into the Watch House and slammed the door behind him.
'Well?' said Carrot.
'It's not good,' said Carrot had been staring at the wall. Now he produced a small, battered black book from his pocket, and started to thumb through the pages.
'Tell me,' he said, in a slightly distant voice, 'has there been an irretrievable breakdown of law and order?'
'Yeah. For about five hundred years,' said Colon. 'Irretrievable breaNobby. 'They say the trolls are planning to march to the Palace to get Coalface out. There's gangs of dwarfs and trolls wandering around looking for trouble. And beggars. Lettice was very popular. And there's a lot of Guild people out there, too. The city,' he said, importantly, 'is def'nitely a keg of No.1 Powder.''How do you like the idea of camping out on the open plain?' said Colon.'What's that got to do with it?''If anyone puts a match to anything tonight, it's goodbye Ankh,' said the sergeant morosely. 'Usually we can shut the city gates, right? But there's hardly more'n a few feet of water in the river.''You flood the city just to put out fires?' said Angua.'Yep.''Another thing,' said Nobby. 'People threw stuff at me!'
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