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Light
on
the
Discworld
isn
’
t
like
light
elsewhere
.
It
’
s
grown
up
a
bit
,
it
’
s
been
around
,
it
doesn
’
t
feel
the
need
to
rush
everywhere
.
It
knows
that
however
fast
it
goes
darkness
always
gets
there
first
,
so
it
takes
it
easy
.
Midnight
glided
across
the
landscape
like
a
velvet
bat
.
And
faster
than
midnight
,
a
tiny
spark
against
the
dark
world
of
the
Disc
,
Binky
pounded
after
it
.
Flames
roared
back
from
his
hooves
.
Muscles
moved
under
his
glistening
skin
like
snakes
in
oil
.
They
moved
in
silence
.
Ysabell
took
one
arm
from
around
Mort
’
s
waist
and
watched
sparks
glitter
around
her
fingers
in
all
eight
colours
of
the
rainbow
.
Little
crackling
serpents
of
light
flowed
down
her
arm
and
flashed
off
the
tips
of
her
hair
.
Mort
took
the
horse
down
lower
,
leaving
a
boiling
wake
of
cloud
that
extended
for
miles
behind
them
.
’
Now
I
know
I
’
m
going
mad
,
’
he
muttered
.
’
Why
?
’
’
I
just
saw
an
elephant
down
there
.
Whoa
,
boy
.
Look
,
you
can
see
Sto
Lat
up
ahead
.
’
Ysabell
peered
over
his
shoulder
at
the
distant
gleam
of
light
.
’
How
long
have
we
got
?
’
she
said
nervously
.
