12, WG12, M10, E11, / NG0, F2, MF0, D1, Frz0, B1, NA0, C0

Terry Pratchett, Hogfather

Dieser Discworld, einer meiner ersten Discworldbände überhaupt, rangiert auch ziemlich weit oben bei meinen Favoriten, und trotzdem entdeckte ich bei diesem Wiederlesen immer noch neues, oder fand Stellen, die ich vergessen hatte. Z.B. wie wirklich gruselig die Heimstätte der Tooth Fairy ist. Irgendwann schaffe ich es auch mal, das Buch zur Weihnachtszeit zu lesen, wie es sich gehört.
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'He's right, though,' said Susan. 'Gods don't die. Never completely die...'
There's always somewhere, she told herself. Inside some stone, perhaps, or the words of a song, or riding the mind of some animal, or maybe in a whisper on the wind. They never entirely go, they hang on to the world by the tip of a fingernail, always fighting to find a way back. Once a god, always a god. Dead, perhaps, but only like the world in winter-
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It really was a crummy room, the sort rented by someone who probably took it never intending to stay long, the sort where walking across the floor in the middle of the night would be accompanied by the crack of cockroaches in a death flamenco. It was amazing how many people spent their whole lives in places where they never intended to stay.
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When you were grown up, you only feared, well, logical things. Poverty. Illness. Being found out. At least you weren't mad with terror because of something under the stairs. The world wasn't full of arbitrary light and shade. The wonderful world of childhood? Well, it wasn't a cutdown version of the adult one, that was certain. It was more like the adult one written in big heavy letters. Everything was ... more. More everything.
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(Terry Pratchett, Hogfather, 1996)