Pratchett, Terry - Discworld 32 - A Hat Full of Sky by Pratchett Terry

Author:Pratchett, Terry [Pratchett, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Science Fiction, Fiction, General, Magic, Monsters, Juvenile Fiction, Fantasy & Magic, & Magic, Action & Adventure - General, Action & Adventure, Witches, Fantasy:Juvenile, Children: Young Adult (Gr. 7-9), Children's Books - Young Adult Fiction, Discworld (Imaginary place), Fantasy:Humour, Fairies, Girls & Women, Fantasy Fiction; English, Aching, Tiffany (Fictitious character)
ISBN: 9780060586607
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2004-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

It was an interesting mind, and the hiver enjoyed using it—but always there was that one place, that little place that was closed; it was annoying, like an itch that wouldn’t go away….

It did not think. The mind of the hiver was just what remained of all the other minds it had once lived in. They were like echoes after the music is taken away. But even echoes, bouncing off one another, can produce new harmonies.

They clanged now. They rang out things like: fit in. Not strong enough yet to make enemies. Have friends….

Zakzak’s low-ceilinged, dark shop had plenty to spend your money on. Zakzak was indeed a dwarf, and they’re not traditionally interested in using magic, but he certainly knew how to display merchandise, which is what they are very good at.

There were wands, mostly of metal, some of rare woods. Some had shiny crystals stuck on them, which of course made them more expensive. There were bottles of colored glass in the potions section, and oddly enough, the smaller the bottle, the more expensive it was.

“That’s because there’s often very rare ingredients, like the tears of some rare snake or something,” said Annagramma.

“I didn’t know snakes cried,” said Tiffany.

“Don’t they? Oh, well, I expect that’s why it’s expensive.”

There was plenty of other stuff. Shambles hung from the ceiling, much prettier and more interesting than the working ones that Tiffany had seen. Since they were made up complete, then surely they were dead, just like the ones Miss Level kept for ornamentation. But they looked good—and looking was important.

There were even stones for looking into.

“Crystal balls,” said Annagramma as Tiffany picked one up. “Careful! They’re very expensive!” She pointed to a sign, which had been placed thoughtfully among the glittering globes. It said:

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