The one role he relishes the other, well, requires ruby tights. This one is both royal and engraved, requiring that Commander Vimes of the Ankh-Morpork constabulary attend as both detective and diplomat. The Fifth Elephant begins, like so many of Pratchett's satirical inventions, with an invitation. Which brings us back to the missing mythical pachyderm. Pratchett's fame, like his imagination, is now going global-if such a term can be used in connection with an author whose creation is so uncompromisingly (though no longer quite so unfashionably) flat. Terry Pratchett's profoundly irreverent Discworld novels have been number one bestsellers in England for more than a decade, securing him a position in the pantheon of satire and parody alongside Kurt Vonnegut, Douglas Adams, and Carl Hiaasen. But weren't there supposed to be five? Indeed there were, and what happened to the fifth elephant is only one of the many perplexing mysteries solved in this new novel by today's most celebrated fantasy humorist. Everyone knows that the world is flat, and supported on the backs of four elephants.
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