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It is known as the Discworld. It is a flat planet, supported on the backs of four elephants, who in turn stand on the back of the great turtle A'Tuin as it swims majestically through space. And it is quite possibly the funniest place in all of creation...Death comes to us all.
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 that romantic longings did not mix easily with the responsibilities of being Death's apprentice.
Terry Pratchett's hilarious fourth Discworld novel established once and for all that Death really is a laughing matter...
Utgivelsesår 2016
Format Innbundet
ISBN13 9781473200104
EAN 9781473200104
Serie Discworld
Genre Humor Fantasy
Språk Engelsk
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He was tall, red-haired and freckled, with the sort of body that seems to be only marginally under it’s owners control; it appeared to be made out of knees.
"It would seem that you have no useful skill or talent whatsoever," he said. "Have you thought of going into teaching?"
Reannuals are plants that grow backwards in time. You sow the seed this year and they grow last year. Mort's family specialized in distilling the wine from reannual grapes. These were very powerful and much sought after by fortune-tellers, since of course they enabled them to see the future. The only snag was that you got the hangover the morning before, and had to drink a lot to get over it.
Mort had just stepped backwards again. Through a wall. The leading thief glared at the solid stone that had swallowed Mort, and then threw down his knife. 'Well, - - - - me,' he said. 'A - - - - wizard. I hate - - - - wizards!' 'You shouldn't - - - - them, then,' muttered one of his henchmen, effortlessly pronouncing a row of dashes.
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