Esk wouldn't have known what a collective noun was if it had spat in her eye, but she knew there was a herd of goats and a coven of witches.

“I? KILL? said Death, obviously offended. CERTAINLY NOT. PEOPLE GET KILLED, BUT …”

“Струваше им се, че в тях няма нищо чудно. Личеше, че светът е плосък, макар в п…”

“He looked at her defiantly, and she thought: and so one at a time we all become…”

“I mean, it's a good job we've got a last desperate million-to-one chance to rel…”