I Shall Wear Midnight
Tiffany Aching is a witch. And she thinks she’s doing a good job for the people of the Chalk. Even if the job does seem to involve a lot of bandaging legs and cutting old ladies’ toenails and not much magic, or sleep. But somewhere, there’s a tangled ball of evil and spite that has woken up.
A MAN WITH NO EYES. NO EYES AT ALL. TWO TUNNELS IN HIS HEAD.
Somewhere – some time – there’s a tangled ball of evil and spite, of hatred and malice, that has woken up.
And it’s waking up all the old stories too – stories about evil old witches . . .
‘Brilliantly funny dialogue, high peaks of imagination’