検索キーワード： 著者 "Terry Pratchett" すべてのカテゴリー

Als Polizistin Monica Jansson im Jahr 2015 in den Ruinen eines Hauses auf diese Apparatur stößt, ahnt sie nicht, dass sie den Prototyp einer bahnbrechenden Erfindung in Händen hält. Der kleine Kasten ist ein Wechsler, mit dem es von nun an jedem möglich ist, mit einem kleinen Schritt in die "Lange Erde" hinauszutreten: eine Abfolge von Parallelwelten, der unseren mehr oder weniger ähnlich und von Menschen unbewohnt. Schnell setzt auf der alten Erde ein Goldrausch ein.

Armed only with a frying pan and her common sense, Tiffany Aching, a young witch-to-be, is all that stands between the monsters of Fairyland and the warm, green Chalk country that is her home. Forced into Fairyland to seek her kidnapped brother, Tiffany allies herself with the Chalk's local Nac Mac Feegle, aka the Wee Free Men, a clan of sheep-stealing, sword-wielding, six-inch-high blue men who are as fierce as they are funny.

Throughout history, there's always been a perfectly good reason to start a war. Never more so if it is over a "strategic" piece of old rock in the middle of nowhere. It is, after all, every citizen's right to bear arms to defend what they consider to be their own. Even if it isn't. And in such pressing circumstances, you really shouldn't let small details like the absence of an army get in the way of a righteous fight with all the attendant benefits of out-and-out nationalism.

Eric ist der jüngste Dämonologe der Scheibenwelt. Er beschwört nicht nur Tod und Teufel, sondern auch Rincewind, den unfähigsten Zauberer der Galaxis. Und dafür stehen ihm drei handelsübliche Wünsche frei: ewiges Leben, Macht und die schönste Frau der Weltgeschichte. Eric, Rincewind und die bissigste Truhe der Galaxis geraten in ein turbulentes Abenteuer, bis alles schiefgeht und Eric nur noch eines will - zurück zu Mama.

Dodger is a tosher – a sewer scavenger living in the squalor of Dickensian London. Everyone who is nobody knows Dodger. Anyone who is anybody doesn’t.But when he rescues a young girl from a beating, suddenly everybody wants to know him.And Dodger’s tale of skulduggery, dark plans and even darker deeds begins.

Klonk! - So klang es, als Zwergenaxt auf Trollkeule traf, damals, bei der historischen Schlacht von Koomtal. Und wenn Sam Mumm, der Kommandant der Stadtwache von Ankh-Morpork, nicht schleunigst den Mord an einem stadtbekannten Zwerg und Aufrührer aufklärt, droht sich die Geschichte zu wiederholen. Mit dem Unterschied, dass sich das Ganze diesmal direkt vor Sam Mumms Haustür abspielen würde.

For members of the City Watch, life consists of troubling times, linked together by periods of torpid inactivity. Now is one such troubling time. People are being murdered, but there's no trace of anything alive having been at the crime scene. Is there ever a circumstance in which you can blame the weapon not the murderer? Such philosophical questions are not the usual domain of the city's police, but they're going to have to start learning fast.

Ein Mitglied der Uhrmachergilde von Ankh-Morpork erhält den Auftrag, die genaueste Uhr des Universums zu bauen. Gelingt es ihm, wird die Zeit und alles Leben zum Stillstand kommen...

A generation after the events of The Long Earth, humankind has spread across the new worlds opened up by "stepping". A new "America" - Valhalla - is emerging more than a million steps from Datum - our Earth. Thanks to a bountiful environment, the Valhallan society mirrors the core values and behaviors of colonial America. And Valhalla is growing restless under the controlling long arm of the Datum government.

A man with no eyes. No eyes at all. Two tunnels in his head . . .It’s not easy being a witch, and it’s certainly not all whizzing about on broomsticks, but Tiffany Aching – teen witch – is doing her best.Until something evil wakes up, something that stirs up all the old stories about nasty old witches, so that just wearing a pointy hat suddenly seems a very bad idea.Worse still, this evil ghost from the past is hunting down one witch in particular.

Eric is the Discworld's only demonology hacker. Pity he's not very good at it. All he wants is his three wishes granted. Nothing fancy: to be immortal, to rule the world, and have the most beautiful woman in the world fall madly in love with him. The usual stuff. But instead of a tractable demon, Eric calls up Rincewind, the most incompetent wizard in the universe, and his extremely intractable and hostile travel accessory, the Luggage.

It's the night before Hogswatch. And it's too quiet. It's the night before Hogswatch. There's snow, there are robins, there are trees covered with decorations, but there's a notable lack of the big fat man who delivers the toys. He's gone. Susan the governess has got to find him before morning; otherwise, the sun won't rise. And unfortunately, her only helpers are a raven with an eyeball fixation, the Death of Rats, and an "oh god of hangovers".

This isn't real life. This isn't even cheese mongering. It's opera - where the music matters, and where an opera house is being terrorised by a man in evening dress with a white mask, lurking in the shadows, occasionally killing people, and, most worryingly, sending little notes, writing maniacal laughter with five exclamation marks. Opera can do that to a man. In such circumstances, life has obviously reached that desperate point where the wrong thing to do has to be the right thing to do.

Reality is all very well in small doses. It's a perfectly conventional and convenient way of neutralising the imagination. But sometimes when there's more than one reality at play, imagination just won't be neutralised, and the walls between realities come tumbling down. Unfortunately there's usually a damned good reason for there being walls between them in the first place. To keep things out. Things who want to make mischief and play havoc with the natural order.

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Der Antichrist ist geboren, und der finstere Engel Crowley soll ihn zum Höllenfürsten erziehen, damit er die Apokalypse heraufbeschwört. Doch Crowley bemerkt, dass sich das Kind, Warlock, mehr für seine Briefmarkensammlung und Kaugummi mit Bananengeschmack interessiert als für den Weltuntergang. Es stellt sich heraus, dass Warlock im Krankenhaus vertauscht wurde.

Fate is a word that springs to the lips when to call something coincidence seems mealy mouthed. Destiny is another such. But the problem with destiny is, of course, that she is not always careful where she points her finger. One minute you might be minding your own business on a normal, if not spectacular, career path; the next you might be in the frame for the big job. Like saving the world.

Finding himself alone on a desert island when everything and everyone he knows and loved has been washed away in a huge storm, Mau is the last surviving member of his nation. He's also completely alone - or so he thinks until he finds the ghost girl. She has no toes, wears strange lacy trousers like the grandfather bird and gives him a stick which can make fire. Daphne, sole survivor of the wreck of the Sweet Judy, almost immediately regrets trying to shoot the native boy.

Das Königreich Lancre erlebt großes Theater: zunächst wird König Verence hinterrücks ermordet, von Herzog Felmet, seinem rücksichtslosen Konkurrenten. Zusammen mit seiner grausamen Frau regiert Felmet das Land fortan mit Unterdrückung und Terror. Ein einziger Fehler unterläuft ihm jedoch: Den kleinen Thronerben können treue Soldaten des alten Königs retten...

From Snuff: Vimes looked at the cover. The title was The World of Poo. When his wife was out of eyeshot he carefully leafed through it. Well, okay, you had to accept that the world had moved on and these days’ fairy stories were probably not going to be about twinkly little things with wings. As he turned page after page, it dawned on him that whomever had written this book, they certainly knew what would make kids like Young Sam laugh until they were nearly sick. The bit about sailing down the river almost made him smile.