He had a sword. There was that about him: when this man held a sword, it was clearly being held, and held by him. The eye was drawn to it. Even Jade would have been impressed.

“Welcome to fear, said Moist to himself. It's hope, turned inside out. You know …”

“In the beginning was the word. And the word was "Hey, you!”

“He hated games they made the world look too simple. Chess, in particular, had a…”

“The universe is, instant by instant, recreated anew. There is in truth no past,…”