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'Is your geese giving you trouble?' said the Seriph.
'Geas,' said The scattered particles of what had been Rincewind's mind pulled themselves together and drifted up through the layers of dark unconsciousness like a three-day corpse rising to the surface.
It probed its most recent memories, in much the same way that one might scratch a fresh scab.
He could recall something about a staff, and a pain so intense that it appeared to insert a chisel between every cell in his body and hammer on it repeatedly.Nijel calmly. 'It's not giving me trouble, it's just that I must do something brave before I die.''That's it though,' said Creosote. 'That's the whole rather sad point. You'll do something brave, and then you'll die.''What alternative have we got?' said Nijel.They considered this.'I don't think I'm much good at explaining,' said Conina, in a small voice.'I am,' said Nijel, firmly. 'I'm always having to explain.'