Терри Пратчетт Books

Терри Пратчетт, как всегда не ищет легких путей - а намеренно усложняет свою задачу, чтобы потом постепенно выходить из лабиринта хитросплетений, порожденных неудержимой фантазией

It's the Discworld's last continent and it's going to die in a few days, except... Who is this hero striding across the red desert? A man in a hat whose luggage follows him on little legs. Yes, it's Rincewind, the inept wizard who can't even spell wizard. He's the only hero left. Still...no worries, eh?

Sell the cemetery? Over their dead bodies . . . Not many people can see the dead (not many would want to). Twelve-year-old Johnny Maxwell can. And he's got bad news for them: the council want to sell the cemetery as a building site. But the dead have learnt a thing or two from Johnny. They're not going to take it lying down . . . especially since it's Halloween tomorrow. Besides, they're beginning to find that life is a lot more fun than it was when they were . . . well . . . alive. Particularly if they break a few rules . . . The second book in the Johnny Maxwell trilogy.