There are six new graves to be dug up in Small Gods, and Vimes looks at the grass where the seventh should be and feels sick. The Glorious 25 th of May happens and keeps happening, and Vimes lives by the skin of his teeth and sees the dawn of the less glorious 26 th of May, and the cleanup of its bloody yesterday.
The hole opened and closed, and will stay closed the cards are shuffled and cannot be unshuffled. In belated honor of the Discworld fandom’s ‘Feelings Day’, and in order to cause some more Feelings, I’m curious about a version where Vimes doesn’t go home.
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