Ah, The Last Unicorn, how I love thee...

[valis2]

Night came quickly, perhaps because the harpy hurried it on. The sun sank into dirty clouds like a stone into the sea, and with about as much chance of rising again, and there was no moon, or any stars...
Now he sang something cold and low, and the strange trees blew away like dandelion down...
Schmendrick took a deep breath, spat three times, and spoke words that sounded like bells ringing under the sea.

Comments

[privatemaladict.livejournal.com]

Not a Pratchett fan, I take it?

[valis2.livejournal.com]

I've tried, really, I've tried. Two of my best friends LOVE him and quote him every chance they get, they read passages aloud to me, and then so many people online use him for icons, etc.

But no, I just don't get it.

[privatemaladict.livejournal.com]

Well, seriously, read Stardust. Good Omens has elements that are recognisably Pratchett and recognisably Gaiman, but I think it's the Pratchett part that satnds out. Stardust is very, very different.