Hogfather - Unfazed

She looked back. Now the furs had gone and the man looked older, although he had the same eyes. He was wearing thick white robes, and looked very much like a priest.

When a bird called again she didn’t look away. And she realized that she’d been mistaken in thinking that the man changed like the turning of pages. All the images were there at once, and many others, too. What you saw depended on how you looked.

Yes. It’s a good job I’m cool and totally used to this sort of thing, she thought. Otherwise I’d be rather worried…

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Hogfather - p342