Мор - ученик смерти

           Theyhaven’t,’hesaid.’You’llbeamazedatwhattheyhaven’tseen.Especiallywhentheylearnthatbeingtragicallycrushedtodeathbyrogueelephantscanbecatching.Youcanevendieofitinbed.’

           Thedukelaughedpleasantly.

           ’Youreallyarequiteintelligentforawizard,’hesaid.’Now,Iammerelyproposingbanishment—’

           ’Youwon’tgetawaywiththis,’saidCutwell.Hethoughtforabit,andadded,’Well,youwillprobablygetawaywithit,butyou’llfeelbadaboutitonyourdeathbedandyou’llwish—’

           Hestoppedtalking.Hisjawdropped.

           Thedukehalfturnedtofollowhisgaze.

           ’Well,wizard?Whathaveyouseen?’

           ’Youwon’tgetawaywithit,’saidCutwellhysterically.’Youwon’tevenbehere.Thisisgoingtohaveneverhappened,doyourealise?’

           ’Watchhishands,’saidtheduke.’Ifheevenmoveshisfingers,shootthem.’

           Helookedaroundagain,puzzled.Thewizardhadsoundedgenuine.Ofcourse,itwassaidwizardscouldseethingsthatweren’tthere....

           ’Itdoesn’tevenmatterifyoukillme,’Cutwellbabbled,’becausetomorrowI’llwakeupinmyownbedandthiswon’thavehappenedanyway.It’scomethroughthewall!’

           NightrolledonwardsacrosstheDisc.Itwasalwaysthere,ofcourse,lurkinginshadowsandholesandcellars,butastheslowlightofdaydriftedafterthesunthepoolsandlakesofnightspreadout,metandmerged.LightontheDiscworldmovesslowlybecauseofthevastmagicalfield.

           LightontheDiscworldisn’tlikelightelsewhere.