Edward Hopper Hills South Truro

'Well,' he ventured, looking around at the brocaded hangings, the ruby-studded pillars and the gold filigree cushions, 'you've done this place up nicely. It's-’ he sought for something suitably descriptive - 'well, pretty much of a miracle of rare device.'
'One aims for 'Excuse me,' said Conina, 'but who are you? And where is this?'
'My name is Creosote, Seriph of Al Khali,’ said the fat man, 'and this is my Wilderness. One does one's best.'
Rincewind coughed on his honey stick.
'Not Creosote as in "As rich as Creosote"?' he said.simplicity,' sighed the man, still scribbling busily. 'Why are you here? Not that it isn't always a pleasure to meet fellow students of the poetic muse.''We were brought here,' said Conina.'Men with swords,' added Rincewind.'Dear fellows, they do so like to keep in practice. Would you like one of these?'He snapped his fingers at one of the girls.'Not, er, right now,' Rincewind began, but she'd picked up a plate of golden-brown sticks and demurely passed it towards him. He tried one. It was delicious, a sort of sweet crunchy flavour with a hint of honey. He took two more.