But in a city where mostly everything of worth is simply goldish, the pile is not as elegant as Smaug’s was. The Patrician is imprisoned, virgins selected for sacrifice, and everything of value goes into making a nice comfy bed for the dragon. This time the Night Watch, joined for the first time by Carrot Ironfoundersson, gets caught up in a city wide dilemma when a dragon is turned loose. Nothing is the same when you step inside the world of Discworld, and you love Pratchett for it. The story is at once brilliant and ludicrous, borrowing heavily from traditional mythology and fantasy writings, and then turns them on their heads, spins them around, flips them inside out and mirrors them onto the page. I quickly found though, as I read on, that one of my favourite character veins was the Night Watch series of books, starting with Guards! Guards! Ever since dad made me read Mort I’ve read pretty much every book he’s written in the Discworld, and a few others. It’s no secret that Terry Pratchett is probably one of my favourite authors.
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