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April 12 2020

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February 13 2020

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October 29 2017

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my turtle goes trick-r-treating


Well a turtle just won the entire internet’s Halloween costume contest, everyone else can go home. :D

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October 23 2017

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This is just a reminder that when Sir Terry Pratchett was knighted, he dug up his own iron ore, learned to smelt, smelted it, added meteorite iron, learned to forge, and forged himself a starmetal sword. As you do.

And then he put it away somewhere safe so he wouldn’t violate any UK knife laws.

If I ever run a post-apocalyptic campaign, Sir Terry Pratchett’s Starmetal Sword will definitely be a legendary item for players to retrieve.

March 14 2017

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July 10 2015

Hütte von Oma Wetterwachs?
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June 26 2015

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May 21 2015

-Po pierwsze-zaczął Stibbons-pan Pesymal chciałby wiedzieć, co tutaj robimy. -Robimy?-oburzył się Ridcully.-Jesteśmy czołowym kolegium magii! -Ale czy nauczamy? W ścisłym sensie? -Oczywiście, jeżeli nie pojawi się żadna alternatywa-przyznał dziekan.-Pokazujemy im, gdzie jest biblioteka, parę razy gawędzimy, a ci, co przeżyją, dostają dyplomy. Jeśli trafią na jakieś problemy, to moje drzwi są metaforycznie otwarte. -Metaforycznie, sir?-upewnił się Stibbons. -Tak-potwierdził dziekan.-Ale technicznie, ma się rozumieć, są solidnie zamknięte. Na litość, nie chcielibyśmy przecież, żeby się pojawiali. -Wytłumacz mu, Stibbons, że tutaj się niczego nie robi-rzekł wykładowca run współczesnych.-Jesteśmy akademikami.
— Terry Pratchett "Kolegialne odrzucanie demonicznych spisków"
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April 01 2015

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March 16 2015

English doesn’t borrow from other languages. English follows other languages down dark alleys, knocks them over and goes through their pockets for loose grammar.

Terry Pratchett (via twisted-romance-black-roses)

Once upon all of time and space...

March 15 2015

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March 14 2015

But then, Terry Pratchett hasn'’t been an escapist writer for quite some time. He'’ll amuse you, sure; but he won’t tell you that things are great just the way they are, or that they’re hopeless and there’s nothing you can do. He’ll tell you that you -- yes, you -- should make them better.

And then he’ll do something even more radical. He’ll make you think you can.

Terry Pratchett, Monstrous Regiment
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March 13 2015

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R.I.P  Terry Pratchett 
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A poem by /u/Poem_for_your_sprog

The sun goes down upon the Ankh,
And slowly, softly fades -
Across the Drum; the Royal Bank;
The River-Gate; the Shades.

A stony circle's closed to elves;
And here, where lines are blurred,
Between the stacks of books on shelves,
A quiet 'Ook' is heard.

A copper steps the city-street
On paths he's often passed;
The final march; the final beat;
The time to rest at last.

He gives his badge a final shine,
And sadly shakes his head -
While Granny lies beneath a sign
That says: 'I aten't dead.'

The Luggage shifts in sleep and dreams;
It's now. The time's at hand.
For where it's always night, it seems,
A timer clears of sand.

And so it is that Death arrives,
When all the time has gone...
But dreams endure, and hope survives,
And Discworld carries on.

Terry Pratchett Has Died [MegaThread] : books
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