Table of Contents | 8 September 2008
The ancient grey-walled fortress, built from the bones of the city, now housed the Library and the Academy. Kale entered under the bell tower and made her way across the hard red-earth enclosure, basket at her side, greeting several of her acolytes as they went to study.
It is the peril—and the paradoxical lure—of the Rim that elevates Discworld from amusement to something strange and terrifying.
It is cold. / No, not cold, but cooling / And still, except for bacteria / That favor flesh. /
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