‘There is a report of that speech by Grag Hamcrusher.

‘Not as such, sir,’ said Willikins, turning back to the front page. ‘Koom Valley, Koom Valley,’ he muttered to his reflection. If anyone was going to be using a blade near his face, it was going to be him. Sybil, who had a strange enthusiasm for modern gadgetry, kept on suggesting he get one of those new shavers, with a little magic imp inside that had its own scissors and did all the cutting very quickly, but Vimes had held out. Besides, the steel was a lot better than the steel you got today. He still used his grandad’s cut-throat razor. ‘Most of the news is about the current… dwarfish situation, sir,’ said Willikins as Vimes negotiated the tricky area under the nose. ‘Duke’ was just a job description, that’s all. The day he saw the Duke of Ankh in there would be a bad day. It was still Sam Vimes looking back at him from the mirror. It was his daily act of defiance, a confirmation that he was… well, plain Sam Vimes.Īdmittedly he shaved himself in a mansion, and while he did so his butler read out bits from the Times, but they were just… circumstances.

It would soon enough be an imperfect one, he knew, but just for these few minutes it was possible to pretend that it wouldn’t. The body jerked, and slumped back.Īnd it was done, unheard, unseen: the perfect end, a perfect solution, a perfect story.īut, as the dwarfs say, where there is trouble you will always find a troll. That was the sound the heavy club made as it connected with the head. Translation of Troll pictograms found carved on a basalt slab in the deepest level of the Ankh-Morpork treacle mines, in pig-treacle measures estimated at 500,000 years old. In the original, the last paragraph of the quoted text appears to have been added by a much later hand. Wildblood, Unseen University Press, AM$8. From ‘Gd Tak ‘Gar’ (The Things Tak Wrote) trans. Fearful of light and darkness it shambles for ever in twilight, knowing nothing, learning nothing, creating nothing, being nothing… He found the Laws Tak had written, and he was endarkened.īut some of the living spirit of Tak was trapped in the broken stone egg, and it became the first troll, wandering the world unbidden and unwanted, without soul or purpose, learning or understanding. The second Brother walked towards the darkness, and stood under a roof of stone. He found no Laws, and he was enlightened. The first Brother walked towards the light, and stood under the open sky. The fifth thing Tak did, he wrote a geode, an egg of stone.Īnd in the twilight of the mouth of the cave, the geode hatched and the Brothers were born. The fourth thing Tak did, he wrote a cave. The third thing Tak did, he wrote the World. The second thing Tak did, he wrote the Laws. The first thing Tak did, he wrote himself.

Do i have to re buy cube world