The Last Continent

On the Discworld s last continent, it s hot. It s dry. . . very dry. There was this thing once called the Wet, which no one now believes in. Practically everything that s not poisonous is venomous. But it s the best bloody place in the world, all right? And it ll die in a few days, except. . . Who is this hero striding across the red desert? Champion sheep shearer, horse rider, road warrior, beer drinker. A man in a hat, whose Luggage follows him on little legs, Yes . . . all this place has between itself and wind-blown doom is Rincewind, the inept wizard. He s the only hero left. Still . . . no worries, eh?"