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I left him, tongueless, in Tiger’s world.
Spider had been a part of him once.
Spider
ROSIE
pale woman in the moonlight,
finally, to add insult to injury, you force me to believe in ghosts.”
SPIDER
a seven-legged clay spider sat on the back of his fingers, tasting the air.
MAEVE LIVINGSTONE
Her hand crept into his. She said, “Where are we going now, Morris?” He told her. “Oh. Well, that will be a pleasant change,” she said. “I’ve always wanted to go there.” And, hand in hand, they went.
CHARLIE
Daisy
Spider
“Well, it’s easy to do that stuff if you don’t care.
‘Yellow Bird,’
“only when I was in the dark, I thought that you were helping me. That you were keeping the animal away. What happened to your face? It’s all scratched.” “It was an animal,” said Spider.
“But you’re a hero, aren’t you?” “I don’t think that’s what anyone was paying me for,” she said, a little wanly.
Pictures of Neil Gaiman in a fedora:
https://x.com/neilhimself/status/720758855999819777?lang=en
Jaunty little hat in Good Omens (novel 1990) series (2019):
https://www.tumblr.com/neil-gaiman/705573849090097152/very-important-good-omens-question-that-im-sure
Terry Pratchett (1948-2015) was well known in a hat:
https://www.radiotimes.com/tv/fantasy/terry-pratchetts-hat-and-scarf-good-omens-premiere/
Some hats can only be worn if you’re willing to be jaunty,
and Charlie was up to it.
They turned together, turned in a direction that wasn’t usually there, and they walked away from the Williamstown high street.
Lion and Elephant, Crocodile and Python, Rabbit and Scorpion,
All the animals that have ever been in stories. All the animals that people have dreamed of, worshipped, or placated.
What exactly do we do now?” “We sing to them,” said Charlie, simply. “What?” “It’s how we fix things. I figured it out.
Tiger.
a small man, with lemon yellow gloves and a pencil-thin moustache and no fedora hat to cover his thinning hair.
Charlie filled his lungs, and he began to sing.
the building blocks beneath the real,
the truths beneath the way things are;
totem creatures

