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'What? I couldn't possibly follow Miss Treason!'
'Well, of course that's what Mrs Earwig is telling everyone,' said Annagramma, settling down a bit. 'Completely unacceptable, she says.'
I took the hiver through the Dark Door, Tiffany thought, as she viciously scraped food scraps onto the garden for the birds. The White Horse came out of the hill for me. I got my brother and Roland back from the Queen of the Fairies. And I danced with the wintersmith, who turned me into ten billion snowflakes. No, I don't want to be in a cottage in these damp woods; I don't want to be a kind of slave to people who can't be bothered to think for themselves; I don't want to wear midnight and make people afraid of me. There is no name for what I want to be. But I was old enough to do all those things, and I was acceptable.
But she said: 'I don't know what this is about!'
Terry Pratchett
'Well, of course that's what Mrs Earwig is telling everyone,' said Annagramma, settling down a bit. 'Completely unacceptable, she says.'
I took the hiver through the Dark Door, Tiffany thought, as she viciously scraped food scraps onto the garden for the birds. The White Horse came out of the hill for me. I got my brother and Roland back from the Queen of the Fairies. And I danced with the wintersmith, who turned me into ten billion snowflakes. No, I don't want to be in a cottage in these damp woods; I don't want to be a kind of slave to people who can't be bothered to think for themselves; I don't want to wear midnight and make people afraid of me. There is no name for what I want to be. But I was old enough to do all those things, and I was acceptable.
But she said: 'I don't know what this is about!'
Terry Pratchett