The Colour Of (His) Magic

I have no idea what magic 1001011 has in his fingertips but when he ties me up and turns his studio into a kaleidoscope of colour I don’t know which way is up. I tumble into a surreal world where the only reality is the restriction, gravity flipped on its head.

“What happens after a ship falls over the Rimfall?” said Twoflower.

“Who knows?”

“Well in that case perhaps we’ll sail on through space and land in another world”

~Terry Pratchett, The Colour Of Magic

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