Rincewind, part 2. And a very happy Terry Pratchett Day to one and all! Remember that who you are comes from inside you, and isn't defined by anyone else 🧡
He objected to the fact that you had to be good at magic to be a wizard. He knew he was a wizard, deep in his head. Being good at magic didn’t have anything to do with it. That was just an extra, it didn’t actually define somebody.
-- Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
“Fine,” she said, over her shoulder. “Stay here and explain it to the guards.”
“Why are they chasing you?”
“I don’t know.”
“Oh, come on! There must be a reason!”
“Oh, there’s plenty of reasons. I just don’t know which one. Are you coming?”
-- Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
“I was watching you,” she said. “An hour ago you were afraid that your future was going to be dull and uninteresting.”
“I want it to be dull and uninteresting,” said Rincewind bitterly. “I’m afraid it’s going to be short.”
-- Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
The death of all wizardry is at hand.
Rincewind looked around guiltily.
“Why?” he said.
The world is going to end.
“What, again?”
-- Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
Do you ever understand anything anyone says to you?
Rincewind felt on firmer ground here. “No,” he said. “Not always. Not lately. Not often.”
“Are you sure you are a wizard?” said Conina.
“It’s the only thing I’ve ever been sure of,” he said, with conviction.
“How strange.”
-- Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
Who are you?
Rincewind, thought Rincewind. And in the inner recesses of his head he tried to think privately to himself…help.
-- Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
Rincewind turned to Conina, who was leaning on the rail examining her fingernails.
“You’d better get on with it,” she said. “That’s fifty green fires and hot leads to go, with a side order for blisters and scorpions. Hold the mercy.”
“This sort of thing is always happening to me,” he moaned.
-- Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
theartofmadeline
romaincrisis
kianamaiart
andulkaphoto
gummygunk
