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Bill Door nodded. Of course there had been a mistake. Anyone could see there had been a mistake. He tossed the overalls in a corner and took up the robe of absolute blackness. Well, it had been an experience. And, he had to admit, one that he didn't want to relive. He felt as though a huge weight had been removed. Was that what it was like to be alive? The feeling of darkness dragging you forward? How could they live with it? And yet they did, and even seemed to find enjoyment in it, when surely the only sensible course would be to despair. Amazing. To feel you were a tiny living thing, sandwiched between two cliffs of darkness. How could they stand to be alive?~Terry PratchettSource: Reaper Man