"The rank of the Watch continues to swell, with the addition of Cheery Littlebottom, a dwarf with a secret. And Commander Sir Samual Vimes continues his enforced social climbing by having to visit the Royal College of Heraldry on Mollymog Street to pick up a Vimes coat of arms. Whilst he is there he discovers two things - that his ancestor Stoneface Vimes' execution of the last king of Ankh-Morport means that the Vimes coat of arms has been permanently withdrawn and that Nobby is the descendant of Edwad St John de Nobbes, Earl of Ankh-Morpork. But he barely has time to pay attention to such matters, because someone has poisoned Lord Vetinary. Meanwhile, there have been a number of other murders in the city, apparently involving golems, and this wouldn't be a realistic crime narrative if there wasn't some link between all this." "Terry Pratchet" by Andrew M Butler |
Targets |
Police procedural. |
"Oh, well, if you prefer, I can recognize handwriting," said the imp proudly. "I'm quite advanced." *** "I don't think the mascara works," Angua said."The lipstick's fine but the mascara ... I don't think so." *** Nobby grinned happily in the middle of the crowd. He couldn't remember when he had enjoyed himself so much with all his clothes on. *** Rumour is information distilled so finely that it can filter through anything. It does not need doors and windows -- sometimes it doesn't even need people. It can exist free and wild, running from ear to ear without ever touching lips. *** It was hard enough to kill a vampire. You could stake them down and turn them into dust and ten years later someone drops a drop of blood in the wrong place and guess who's back? They returned more times than raw broccoli. *** |
My name is Radostina Georgieva, "Roddy".
I live in California.
I enjoy travelling, reading books, listening to music, going to the movies.
I am constantly looking for ways to challenge myself, learn, and grow.