What Is So Fearsome (Revised)

In my book I don’t live where Tiffany, the

sixteen-year old witch is suddenly safe as

her enemies turn out friends, with only one

menace left, an old ally of all witches once

Defeated by gloating Granny Weatherwax

when Granny was young; a plot change too

quick, pivoting from abject misery of a

showgirl who cared deeply for her family

And suffered under an unmasked bully – so

my high-tide emotions have nowhere to go;

what to think, those threatening Tiffany now

friends, one enemy left – an eyeless man

Without soul who awoke in Wintersmith –

but he too is exposed and I am again left

perplexed; the delicious horror of vague

dread tames into two-dimensional images

Of just one good universe with one threat,

a nondescript escaped convict without

credibility or menace, now what on Earth

is so fearsome about that?

I Shall Wear Midnight – Terry Pratchett