... had his eyes closed. Cliff thought he could see a very, very faint glow surrounding him, like a thin mist. There were tiny points of light in it.
He was still standing with his eyes shut, as if he was asleep on his feet.
'Yes,' said Cliff, 'we'll get on out there, will we? Er. Buddy?'
Buddy's eyes snapped open suddenly.
'Let's rock,' he whispered.
Soul Music
Terry Pratchett
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