I know what you must be thinking – What!?!
Okay, here it is – although I am obsessed with the Discworld series, I have never actually read the first installment, the one where it all began The Colour of Magic. The late Sir Terry Pratchett must be rolling in his grave because I have something to tell you. This is where it all begins – with the tourist Twoflower and his wizard guide, Rincewind. The Color of Magic is Terry Pratchett’s maiden voyage through the now-legendary land of Discworld. There’s an avaricious but inept wizard, a naive tourist whose luggage moves on hundreds of dear little legs, dragons who only exist if you believe in them, and of course THE EDGE of the planet… On a world in a distant and second-hand set of dimensions, a gleeful, explosive, wickedly eccentric expedition sets out.
Travelling through space supported on the back of a giant turtle (sex unknown), the unique realm known as the Discworld is about to face an unimaginable threat: its first tourist.
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