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Saints and Other Scoundrels by Sholio for andrastes_grace
Fandoms: Discworld - Terry Pratchett
11 Feb 2018
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Adora Belle entertains a late-night visitor and learns a few things about obscure Omnian holidays, at least the Moist Von Lipwig version of said holidays.
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'Tis Impossible To Be Sure Of Any Thing by karanguni for mymira89
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22 Dec 2013
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THERE IS ONLY ONE INEVITABILITY. ME.
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Black isn't exactly Moist's colour, but Vetinari prefers to make his own decisions about this (and every) kind of thing.
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Lipwig flashed an instinctive smile at the comment and made a noise that was somewhere between a laugh and a cough. Despite himself, concern filled Vimes. What the hell had got the fastest mouth this side of the Disc so tongue-tied?
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we are fucking off to Fortille to be olive-growers by bissonomy (Macdicilla)
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18 Feb 2019
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It had never occurred to him, Moist reflected as he changed his suit, that the man would actually die. He was something permanent, a fixed point, never changing. Moist would have compared him to the sun or moon, but they moved about too much to work in his analogy. He’d often thought that he’d die before Vetinari, and sometimes, if he was being uncharitable, he’d thought that he’d die because of Vetinari. It seemed that was no longer a risk to be concerned about. He missed the feeling immensely. Send a prodding Dark Clerk to summon a man from his own home often enough, and he’d get nostalgic for it. Moist could almost feel a hand tapping at his back just remembering it.
He frowned. It didn’t feel like a memory.
“Mr. von Lipwig,” said a female voice, patiently, “please follow me to the palace.”
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