There is an unique tip of Armageddon in the air. According to The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch (tape-recorded, the good news is, in 1655, prior to she exploded her whole town and all its occupants, who had actually collected to see her burn), the world will end on a Saturday. Next Saturday, in truth. So the armies of Good and Evil are accumulating, the Four Bikers of the Apocalypse are accelerating their magnificent hogs and striking the roadway, and the world’s last 2 staying witch-finders are preparing to eliminate the good battle, equipped with awkwardly old-fashioned directions and stick pins. Atlantis is increasing, frogs are falling, moods are flaring. . . . Right. Everything seems going according to Divine Plan.
Except that a rather picky angel and a quick-living devil — each of whom has actually lived amongst Earth’s mortals for numerous centuries and has actually grown rather keen on the way of life — are not especially eagerly anticipating the coming Rapture. If Crowley and Aziraphale are going to stop it from taking place, they’ve got to discover and eliminate the Antichrist (which is a pity, as he’s a truly good kid). There’s simply one problem: somebody appears to have actually lost him. . . .
First released in 1990, Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett’s remarkably dark and screamingly amusing take on mankind’s last judgment is back — and in the nick of time — in a brand-new hardbound edition (that includes an intro by the authors, remarks by each about the other, and responses to some still-burning concerns about their extremely popular collective effort) that the devout and the damned alike will certainly treasure up until completion of all things.