And a minute later the tortoise finds the world dropping away from it. And yet the eagle will sit for hours on the crag and survey the kingdoms of the world until it spots a distant movement and then it will focus, focus, focus on the small shell wobbling among the bushes down there on the desert. Talons and claws enough to make a meal of anything smaller than it is and at least take a hurried snack out of anything bigger. Eyesight keen enough to spot the rustle of some small and squeaky creature half a mile away. A creature of the air and high places, whose horizons go all the way to the edge of the world.
It has survived while the rest of evolution flowed past it by being, on the whole, no threat to anyone and too much trouble to eat. It has about as good a turn of speed as you need to hunt down a lettuce. It is impossible to live nearer the ground without being under it.
The tortoise is a ground-living creature. Terry Pratchett A Novel of Discworld® Contents Begin Reading About the Author Praise Other Books by Terry Pratchett Cover Copyright About the Publisher 1 E Now consider the tortoise and the eagle.
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