Behind him the Master of Ceremonies cleared his throat. His eyes took on a distant, glazed look.

"The Stealer of Souls," he said in the faraway voice of one whose ears aren't hearing what his mouth is saying, “Defeater of Empires, Swallower of Oceans, Thief of Years, The Ultimate Reality, Harvester of Mankind, the—"

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT. I CAN SEE MYSELF IN.

Author: Terry Pratchett

Behind him the Master of Ceremonies cleared his throat. His eyes took on a distant, glazed look.<br /><br />"The Stealer of Souls," he said in the faraway voice of one whose ears aren't hearing what his mouth is saying, “Defeater of Empires, Swallower of Oceans, Thief of Years, The Ultimate Reality, Harvester of Mankind, the—"<br /><br />ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT. I CAN SEE MYSELF IN. - Terry Pratchett

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