
On the night of Hogswatch, the Discworld’s version of Santa Claus disappears because the Auditors of Reality have hired an assassin named Teatime to eliminate him. Death, the skeletal personification of mortality, steps into the role to maintain the human belief required for the sun to rise. While Death clumsily delivers presents and navigates chimneys, his granddaughter Susan Sto Helit investigates the supernatural root of the disappearance. She battles personified figments of imagination, including the Oh God of Hangovers and the Eater of Socks, at a castle built of teeth.
Readers of satirical fantasy and philosophical comedy find value in this subversion of seasonal folklore. It appeals to those who enjoy seeing logic applied to the irrational mechanics of human faith and tradition. The book provides a commentary on how small lies, like childhood myths, act as practice for believing in larger human constructs such as justice, mercy, and duty. Readers walk away with a perspective on how shared fictions function as the necessary structural glue for human civilization and morality.
Escapist; a moderate read.
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- Published
- 1996
- Language
- EN