Problem: SENTENCE: '' it feels good on the skin after a hard day of unrolling all that fencing , '' whispered ash . '' and digging holes , '' mumbled holiday . no one said anything after that as the fog seemed to rise , becoming thicker , enveloping them . soon , swirling arms of mist were creeping along the street . '' it kinda feels warm , '' said
So, what's next?

Answer: ash

Problem: SENTENCE: sitting around its circumference were a large number of black-robed men , each one strapped securely to the disc by a leather harness and each one staring down at the waves with an expression so tormented , so agonising , that the transparent disc seemed to be ringed with gargoyles . rincewind sighed with relief . this was such an unusual sound that it made twoflower take his eyes off the approaching disc and turn them on him . '' we 're important , no lie , '' explained
So, what's next?

Answer: rincewind

Problem: SENTENCE: if we did n't control them -- i mean , look after 'em -- they 'd be mangy in a month . ' tis the natural order , shep . a farm needs masters and servants . what i ca n't understand is why you want to be a servant again ! ' taint natural . '' '' i do n't want to be a
So, what's next?

Answer:
servant