Mark Spain Contemplation

Elves! The bastards . . . and yet ... and yet ... some-how, yes, they did things to memory.
Nanny Ogg turned over in bed. Greebo growled in protest.
Take dwarfs beauty and the way they move, and forget what they were. We’re like mice saying, “Say what you like, cats have got real style.”
People never quaked in their beds for fear of dwarfs. They never hid under the stairs from trolls. They might have chased ‘em out of the henhouse, but trolls and dwarfs were never any more than a bloody nuisance. They were never a terror in the night.
We only remembers that the elves sang. We forgets what it was they were singing about.and trolls, for e.g. People said: Oh, youcan’t trust ‘em, trolls are OK if you’ve got ‘em in front ofyou, and some of ‘em are decent enough in their way, but109Terry Pratchettthey’re cowardly and stupid, and as for dwarfs, well, they’re greedy and devious devils, all right, fair enough, sometimes you meet one of the clever little sods that’s not too bad, but overall they’re no better’n trolls, in fact—l they’re just like us. But they ain’t any prettier to look at and they’ve got no style. And we’re stupid, and the memory plays tricks, and we remember the elves for their