By Terry Pratchett.
Somewhere between thought and reality exists the Discworld, a magical world not totally unlike our own.
Except for the fact that it travels through space on the shoulders of four giant elephants who in turn stand on the shell of an astronomically huge star turtle, of course.
Rincewind is the world’s worst wizard who has just been handed a very important job: to look after the world’s first tourist, upon whose survival rests the peace and prosperity of the land. Unfortunately, their journey across the Disc includes facing robbers, monsters, mercenaries, and Death himself.
And the whole thing’s just a game of the gods that might send them over the edge . . .
Book 1 of the Discworld series. I first read this about 30 years ago. I came across a bundle on eBay and thought it might be fun to go back. Still very funny, lots of word play with plenty of nods to the fantasy genre – dragons, heroes, barbarians, magic swords, wizards and so on.
It introduces us to Rincewind, a character who pops up in a few books. We also meet Twoflower, the Discworld’s first tourist who has very special luggage.
We follow them on a series of adventures and brushes with death. All told with a lot of comedy.
