So when the great god Om accidentally manifests himself as a lowly tortoise, stripped of all divine power, it’s clear he’s become less important than he realized. Everyone has their own opinion and their own gods, of every shape and size-all fighting for faith, followers, and a place at the top. Religion is a competitive business in the Discworld. Until one day he hears the voice of a god calling his name. Like Brutha, a simple lad who only wants to tend his melon patch. Where the strangest things happen to the nicest people. Lost in the chill deeps of space between the galaxies, it sails on forever, a flat, circular world carried on the back of a giant turtle- Discworld -a land where the unexpected can be expected. The thirteenth novel in the Discworld series from New York Times bestselling author Sir Terry Pratchett. Tolkien with a sharper, more satiric edge." - Houston Chronicle Pratchett's Discworld books are filled with humor and magic." - Chicago Tribune
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