Gardners An aura of mean-minded resentfulness is thick in the streets of Ankh-Morpork. Insurrection is in the air. The Haves and Have-Nots are about to fall out all over again. The Have-Nots ant some of their own magic. But magic in the hands of amateurs is a dangerous thing. The City Watch is the last line of defence against such unnatural goings-on.
Random House, Inc. The eighth Discworld novel â After this, dragons will never be the same again!
This is where the dragons went. They lie . . . not dead, not asleep, but . . . dormant. And although the space they occupy isnât like normal space, nevertheless they are packed in tightly. They could put you in mind of a can of sardines, if you thought sardines were huge and scaly. And presumably, somewhere, thereâs a key . . .
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