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Crack, goes the universe.
This universe, the one with a world from whose edge a shining fishlike spacecraft is tumbling, makes various noises of anger and bewilderment: it had plans already, dammit. But the other's pull is stronger.
Here, Shatterverse. Have a Twoflower, still in his bulky white Chelonaut's costume and copper helm, who is abruptly not falling into the freezing depths of space with only the thin wall of the Potent Voyager between himself and certain death, but standing on relatively solid rock and doing nothing more dangerous than blinking.
He's a little disappointed.
But, well, he's abruptly disappeared from one place and appeared in another! For excitement, and adventure, and really wild things! So he looks around with interest at the crags and cliffs and generally mountainous-looking mountains.
"Rincewind?" he calls. "Did you do that?"
This universe, the one with a world from whose edge a shining fishlike spacecraft is tumbling, makes various noises of anger and bewilderment: it had plans already, dammit. But the other's pull is stronger.
Here, Shatterverse. Have a Twoflower, still in his bulky white Chelonaut's costume and copper helm, who is abruptly not falling into the freezing depths of space with only the thin wall of the Potent Voyager between himself and certain death, but standing on relatively solid rock and doing nothing more dangerous than blinking.
He's a little disappointed.
But, well, he's abruptly disappeared from one place and appeared in another! For excitement, and adventure, and really wild things! So he looks around with interest at the crags and cliffs and generally mountainous-looking mountains.
"Rincewind?" he calls. "Did you do that?"