The Color of Magic (Discworld, #1)

by Terry Pratchett

“I challenge you,” said Hrun, glaring at the brothers, “both at once.” Lio!rt and Liartes exchanged looks. “You’ll fight us both together?” said Liartes, a tall, wiry man with long black hair. “Yah.” “That’s pretty uneven odds, isn’t it?” “Yah. I outnumber you one to two.”

A double rainbow corruscated into being. Close into the lip of the Rimfall were the seven lesser colors, sparkling and dancing in the spray of the dying seas. But they were pale in comparison to the wider band that floated beyond them, not deigning to share the same spectrum. It was the King Color, of which all the lesser colors are merely partial and wishy-washy reflections. It was octarine, the color of magic. It was alive and glowing and vibrant and it was the undisputed pigment of the imagination, because wherever it appeared it was a sign that mere matter was a servant of the powers of the magical mind. It was enchantment itself. But Rincewind always thought it looked a sort of greenish purple.

The Discworld Novels The Discworld novels can be read in any order, but here they are in the order they were published. The Color of Magic The Light Fantastic Equal Rites Mort Sourcery Wyrd Sisters Pyramids Guards! Guards! Eric Moving Pictures Reaper Man Witches Abroad Small Gods Lords and Ladies Men at Arms Soul Music Interesting Times Maskerade Feet of Clay Hogfather Jingo The Last Continent Carpe Jugulum The Fifth Elephant The Truth Thief of Time The Last Hero The Amazing Maurice and His Educated Rodents Night Watch The Wee Free Men Monstrous Regiment A Hat Full of Sky Going Postal Thud! Wintersmith Making Money Unseen Academicals I Shall Wear Midnight Snuff Raising Steam The Shepherd’s Crown KEY Wizards Witches Death City Watch Moist von Lipwig Tiffany Aching Standalones