The Discworld is very much like our own - if our own were to consist of a
flat planet balanced on the back of four elephants which stand on the
back of a giant turtle, that is . . .
The fairies are back - but this time they don't just want your teeth ...
It's Midsummer Night - no time for dreaming.
Because sometimes, when there's more than one reality at play, too much
dreaming can make the walls between them come tumbling down.
Unfortunately there's usually a damned good reason
for there being walls between them in the first place - to keep things
out. Things who want to make mischief and play havoc with the natural
Granny Weatherwax and her tiny coven of witches are
up against real elves. And they're spectacularly nasty creatures. Even
in a world of dwarves, wizards, trolls, Morris dancers - and the odd
orang-utan - this is going to cause trouble . . .