{"product_id":"hogfather-discworld-novel-20","title":"Hogfather: (Discworld Novel 20)","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cblockquote\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003eThe Discworld Christmas Novel is a festive feast of darkness, jolly robins, and tinsel, with a new introduction by Tony Robinson. It follows Death creeping down chimneys and trying to say \"Ho Ho Ho,\" and if the real man in the red suit isn't found by morning, there won't be a morning ever again. \u003c\/blockquote\u003e\u003cp\u003e\n                                                            \u003cstrong\u003eFormat\u003c\/strong\u003e: Paperback \/ softback\u003cbr\u003e\n                              \u003cstrong\u003eLength\u003c\/strong\u003e: 448 pages\u003cbr\u003e\n                              \u003cstrong\u003ePublication date\u003c\/strong\u003e: 14 October 2021\u003cbr\u003e\n                              \u003cstrong\u003ePublisher\u003c\/strong\u003e: Transworld Publishers Ltd\u003cbr\u003e\n                          \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Twas the night before Hogswatch, and all through the house,\u003cbr\u003eSomething was missing, a feeling of dread and unease.\u003cbr\u003eThe stockings were hung ready, the sherry and pies were waiting,\u003cbr\u003eBut where was the jolly fat man, with his sack so full?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt wasn't right to find Death creeping down chimneys,\u003cbr\u003eTrying to say \"Ho Ho Ho\" with a voice so cold.\u003cbr\u003eBut someone had to bring the little kiddies their presents,\u003cbr\u003eOr else their belief in magic and joy would cease.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBelief was so important in Discworld, especially on this night,\u003cbr\u003eWhen the time was turning and the world was in sight.\u003cbr\u003eIf the real man in the red suit wasn't found by morning,\u003cbr\u003eThere wouldn't be a morning, ever again.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe streets were filled with laughter and cheer,\u003cbr\u003eAs people prepared for the coming of the night.\u003cbr\u003eBut in the shadows, a sense of foreboding grew,\u003cbr\u003eAs they wondered if the man in the red suit would ever show.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe clock struck midnight, and the world went silent,\u003cbr\u003eAs the little kiddies slept, dreaming of the gifts they'd receive.\u003cbr\u003eBut in the distance, they heard a sound,\u003cbr\u003eA hoarse whisper, as if someone were calling.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey followed the sound, and it led them to a door,\u003cbr\u003eA door that was never there before, a portal to another world.\u003cbr\u003eThey stepped through the door, and they found themselves,\u003cbr\u003eIn a place of darkness, where the shadows danced and played.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey searched for the man in the red suit,\u003cbr\u003eBut he was nowhere to be found, only a sense of fear.\u003cbr\u003eThen they heard a voice, a voice that was so familiar,\u003cbr\u003eA voice that they had heard before, in their dreams.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt was the voice of the Discworld, the voice of the Ankh,\u003cbr\u003eThe voice of the magic that had always been there.\u003cbr\u003eIt told them that the man in the red suit was not real,\u003cbr\u003eBut a symbol of hope and joy, a reminder of the light.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe little kiddies woke up, and they saw the light,\u003cbr\u003eThe light of the Discworld, the light of the Ankh.\u003cbr\u003eThey knew that no matter what happened,\u003cbr\u003eThey would always have the magic of Christmas to light their way.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd so, they sang songs of joy and peace,\u003cbr\u003eAs they celebrated the birth of the Christ Child.\u003cbr\u003eAnd they knew that the man in the red suit was not real,\u003cbr\u003eBut a symbol of the love and hope that would always be there.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs the sun rose, and the world turned to day,\u003cbr\u003eThe little kiddies went back to their homes,\u003cbr\u003eBut they carried with them the magic of the night,\u003cbr\u003eAnd the belief that the Discworld was always there,\u003cbr\u003eWaiting to be discovered, waiting to be loved.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn the end, it wasn't the man in the red suit who brought them joy,\u003cbr\u003eBut the love and the hope that he symbolized.\u003cbr\u003eAnd they knew that as long as they held on to that belief,\u003cbr\u003eThey would always have the magic of Christmas,\u003cbr\u003eNo matter where they went, no matter what they faced.\"\u003cbr\u003eA festive feast of darkness, jolly robins, and tinsel awaits you in this enchanting tale. As they say, \"You'd better watch out!\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Twas the night before Hogswatch, and all through the house,\u003cbr\u003eSomething was missing, a feeling of dread and unease.\u003cbr\u003eThe stockings were hung ready, the sherry and pies were waiting,\u003cbr\u003eBut where was the jolly fat man, with his sack so full?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt wasn't right to find Death creeping down chimneys,\u003cbr\u003eTrying to say \"Ho Ho Ho\" with a voice so cold.\u003cbr\u003eBut someone had to bring the little kiddies their presents,\u003cbr\u003eOr else their belief in magic and joy would cease.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBelief was so important in Discworld, especially on this night,\u003cbr\u003eWhen the time was turning and the world was in sight.\u003cbr\u003eIf the real man in the red suit wasn't found by morning,\u003cbr\u003eThere wouldn't be a morning, ever again.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe streets were filled with laughter and cheer,\u003cbr\u003eAs people prepared for the coming of the night.\u003cbr\u003eBut in the shadows, a sense of foreboding grew,\u003cbr\u003eAs they wondered if the man in the red suit would ever show.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe clock struck midnight, and the world went silent,\u003cbr\u003eAs the little kiddies slept, dreaming of the gifts they'd receive.\u003cbr\u003eBut in the distance, they heard a sound,\u003cbr\u003eA hoarse whisper, as if someone were calling.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey followed the sound, and it led them to a door,\u003cbr\u003eA door that was never there before, a portal to another world.\u003cbr\u003eThey stepped through the door, and they found themselves,\u003cbr\u003eIn a place of darkness, where the shadows danced and played.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey searched for the man in the red suit,\u003cbr\u003eBut he was nowhere to be found, only a sense of fear.\u003cbr\u003eThen they heard a voice, a voice that was so familiar,\u003cbr\u003eA voice that they had heard before, in their dreams.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt was the voice of the Discworld, the voice of the Ankh,\u003cbr\u003eThe voice of the magic that had always been there.\u003cbr\u003eIt told them that the man in the red suit was not real,\u003cbr\u003eBut a symbol of hope and joy, a reminder of the light.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe little kiddies woke up, and they saw the light,\u003cbr\u003eThe light of the Discworld, the light of the Ankh.\u003cbr\u003eThey knew that no matter what happened,\u003cbr\u003eThey would always have the magic of Christmas to light their way.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd so, they sang songs of joy and peace,\u003cbr\u003eAs they celebrated the birth of the Christ Child.\u003cbr\u003eAnd they knew that the man in the red suit was not real,\u003cbr\u003eBut a symbol of the love and hope that would always be there.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs the sun rose, and the world turned to day,\u003cbr\u003eThe little kiddies went back to their homes,\u003cbr\u003eBut they carried with them the magic of the night,\u003cbr\u003eAnd the belief that the Discworld was always there,\u003cbr\u003eWaiting to be discovered, waiting to be loved.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn the end, it wasn't the man in the red suit who brought them joy,\u003cbr\u003eBut the love and the hope that he symbolized.\u003cbr\u003eAnd they knew that as long as they held on to that belief,\u003cbr\u003eThey would always have the magic of Christmas,\u003cbr\u003eNo matter where they went, no matter what they faced.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\n                            \u003cstrong\u003eWeight\u003c\/strong\u003e: 306g\n                            \u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eDimension\u003c\/strong\u003e: 129 x 196 x 33 (mm)\n                            \u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eISBN-13\u003c\/strong\u003e: 9780552177306\n                            \n                          \u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Terry Pratchett","offers":[{"title":"Paperback \/ softback","offer_id":44105417818362,"sku":"9780552177306","price":7.13,"currency_code":"GBP","in_stock":true}],"url":"https:\/\/shulphink.com\/products\/hogfather-discworld-novel-20","provider":"Shulph Ink","version":"1.0","type":"link"}