Excerpts from 'The Army Field Guide… (A to Z)'
Summary: Amongst the Officers of the Very Distinguished Borogravian Army a battered volume can be found stuffed ready to hand in the top of packs, or folded into greatcoat pockets. It has proved invaluable in any number of scenarios, providing advice and occasionally life-saving manoeuvres when faced with an enemy of intelligence. This is not that slightly foxed tome. This is something completely different.
Disclaimer: Terry Pratchett owns the characters and the world they live on. Author is grateful for all the brilliant books and makes no claim of ownership in any way.
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The Army Field Guide to You: (100 words)
No one grieves quite like a vampire. The species has a natural advantage, what with the pale visage, the clothes, the terrible poetry. It's almost as though they were designed with it in mind.
And they have all the time in the world to practice at getting good at it.
But as Mal suffered through those long empty nights when every hour stretched out to eternity and she sat alone in her window seat, huddled around the tearing ache that was all she had left of Polly, she couldn't help but wonder if grieving like a human wasn't immeasurably worse.
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