Small Gods

'just Because You Can't Explain It, Doesn't Mean It's A Miracle.' In The Beginning Was The Word. And The Word Was: 'hey, You!' This Is The Discworld, After All, And Religion Is A Controversial Business. Everyone Has Their Own Opinion, And Indeed Their Own Gods, Of Every Shape And Size, And All Elbowing For Space At The Top. In Such A Competitive Environment, Shape And Size Can Be Pretty Crucial To Make One's Presence Felt. So It's Certainly Not Helpful To Be Reduced To Appearing In The Form Of A Tortoise, A Manifestation Far Below God-like Status In Anyone's Book. In Such Instances, You Need An Acolyte, And Fast: For The Great God Om, Brutha The Novice Is The Chosen One – Or At Least The Only One Available. He Wants Peace And Justice And Brotherly Love. He Also Wants The Inquisition To Stop Torturing Him Now, Please...