Monday, March 16, 2009

Paul Klee Farbtafel

Paul Klee FarbtafelClaude Monet Haystack at Giverny Claude Monet Cliffs near Dieppe 2Claude Monet ZaandamClaude Monet Woman Seated under the Willows
Magrat didn't comment on this, because it had occurred to her that destinies sounded easy enough when you talked about them but were never very bankable where real human beings were concerned. But Nanny Ogg sat back and Nanny looked at Granny's broomstick. It was a well-made thing, built to last, apart from the occasional starting problem. But there were limits.
'You'll never do it,' she said. 'Not around the whole kingdom in that. That's all the way up to Powderknife and down to Drumlin's Fell. You just couldn't carry enough magic.'tipped another generous measure of apple brandy in her tea.'Could work out nice,' she said. 'A bit of peace and quiet for fifteen years. If I recall the spell, after you say it you have to fly around the castle before cock crow.''I wasn't thinking about that,' said Granny. 'It wouldn't be right. Felmet would still be king all that time. The kingdom would still get sick. No, what I was thinking of doing was moving the whole kingdom.'She beamed at them.'The whole of Lancre?' said Nanny.'Yes.''Fifteen years into the future?''Yes.'

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