Monday, April 13, 2009

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'You don't have to,' said Rincewind hurriedly. 'It's only a thing.'
'I do not see why I should hurt him,' said Coin. 'He looks so harmless. Like an angry rabbit.'
He defies us.
'Not me,' said Rincewind, thrusting the arm with the sock behind his back and trying to ignore the bit about the rabbit.
'Why should I do everything you tell me?' said Coin to the staff. 'I always do everything you tell me, and it doesn't help people at all.'
People Coin opened his eyes. They were gold still, but flecked with brown.
Rincewind swung his sock around in a wide humming arc that connected with the staff halfway along its length. There was a brief explosion of brick dust and burnt wool and the staff spun out of the boy's hand. Wizards scattered as it tumbled end over end across the floor.must fear you. Have I taught you nothing?'But he looks so funny, He's got a sock,' said Coin.He screamed, and his arm jerked oddly. Rincewind's hair stood on end.You will do as you are commanded.'I won't'.You know what happens to boys who are bad.There was a crackle and a smell of scorched flesh. Coin dropped to his knees.'Here, hang on a minute-’ Rincewind began.

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