By Tom Holt
Maurice has simply killed a dragon with a breadknife. And had his future foretold . . . and had his real love lively away. That's exactly the kind of stuff that'd convey out the latent heroism in someone. regrettably, Maurice is beautiful certain he hasn't acquired any latent heroism.
Meanwhile, a guy wakes up in a jar in a special form of pickle (figuratively speaking). He can't get out, after all, yet neither can he take note his identify, or what gravity is, or what these issues at the ends on his legs are known as . . . and each time he begins operating all of it out, anyone makes him put out of your mind back. fail to remember everything.
Only something can help him. the reply to the main baffling query of all.
WHEN IS A DOOR no longer A DOOR?