Did you know that long ago the Flat World rested not on four, but on as many as five elephants? Until the fifth elephant trumpeted to the skies and the earth shook so hard that it split into continents and lifted mountains up into the air. Of course, no one was there to see where it landed—so a curious worldview dilemma arose: if millions of tons of furious elephant flesh are spinning in the heavens and nobody hears it, then does that elephant make a sound? How, philosophically, might one put it, of course? As you’ve probably guessed, the dwarfs created this legend—and, naturally, you have to believe it with a certain caution.
But let’s leave the matters of long-ago days alone and get back to our “barricades”—or rather, to the commander of the City Guard, who, until recently, was the Duke of Ankh, Sir Samuel Vimes. It is he who is tasked with going to far-away Uberwald, the land of vampires and werewolves, for the Coronation of the Deep King. However, before the honored duke even arrives at his destination, one very unpleasant detail is discovered: the main symbol of gnomish power—the ancient Crumble-Cake Stone—is stolen. And without it, there can be no coronation…
We invite you to take another journey through the fantastic world that takes on physical form thanks to a firework of strange inventions, deep humor, and the brilliant narrative art of its creator. Welcome to the world of the genius storyteller Terry Pratchett. Welcome to Discworld.