Dear Mr Pratchett,
Many times I have leafed through your wonderful Discworld chronicles, expecting to understand why people I knew always loved your books. Then I began to search in them, to look deeper and to read every page like it was an adventure- I could feel the pages speeding up as my eyes couldn’t keep up with the story. The imagination to create such an intricate story- making you think of other imagined worlds, people and creatures, where nothing would be the same as it is in this world. Your brilliance may have been darkened by this human disease, however nothing stops anyone from creating their own reality, and putting it down on paper.
So thank you, Terry Pratchett, for showing me how much deeper I can go in literature, how much I can create and write about, and how what I will write in the future could influence a little girl out there who will grow up to love exploring literary worlds like I have.