His family had ruled the Chalk for a few hundr…

His family had ruled the Chalk for a few hundred years and had pieces of paper to prove it. There was nothing to prove when the first Aching had set foot on the Chalk; no one had invented paper then.

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terrypratchettparadise:

“It was long after midnight and the stars looked damp and chilly; the air was full of the busy silence of the night, which is created by hundreds of small furry things treading very carefully in the hope of finding dinner while avoiding being the main course.”

– Terry Pratchett – Equal Rites

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bcboo:

What a city. In the spring, the river caught fire. About once a month, the Alchemists’ Guild exploded.

Ankh-Morpork Ankh-Morpork, so great they called it Ankh-Morpork.

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terrypratchettparadise:

“The light was misty and actinic, the sort of light to make Steven Spielberg reach for his copyright lawyer.”

– Terry Pratchett – Equal Rites

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abardofonce:

Recsmas 2018, Day 12

A book recommended to you

Going Postal (Discworld #?) // Terry Pratchett

Old Mother Dismass was temporarily unfocused. …

Old Mother Dismass was temporarily unfocused. This meant that if you spoke to her in August she was probably listening to you in March. It was best just to say something now and hope she’d pick it up next time her mind was passing through.

I made a Pratchett/discworld discord!

falliblefabrial:

After being asked like… 4 times if I knew of one, and not being able to find one… Here!!

It’s not worth doing something unless someone,…

It’s not worth doing something unless someone, somewhere, would much rather you weren’t doing it.

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“Granny Weatherwax was in trouble.  First, she decided, she should never have allowed Hilta to talk her into borrowing her broomstick. It was elderly, erratic, would fly only at night and even then couldn’t manage a speed much above a trot. Its lifting spells had worn so thin that it wouldn’t even begin to operate until it was already moving at a fair lick. It was, in fact, the only broomstick ever to need bump-starting. And it was while Granny Weatherwax, sweating and cursing, was running along a forest path holding the damn thing at shoulder height for the tenth time that she had found the bear trap.

The second problem was that a bear had found it first. In fact this hadn’t been too much of a problem because Granny, already in a bad temper, hit it right between the eyes with the broomstick and it was now sitting as far away from her as it was possible to get in a pit, and trying to think happy thoughts.”

– Terry Pratchett – Equal Rited