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to be whiteof a night sky. There was a ring of riders waiting a little way from the stones, with the Queen slightly ahead. Every witch knew her, or the shape of her.
Diamanda tripped and fell, and then managed to bring herself up to a kneeling position.
Granny stopped.
The Queen’s horse whinnied.
“Kneel before your Queen, you,” said the elf. She was wearing red, with a copper crown in her hair.
“Shan’t. Won’t,” said Granny Weatherwax., because it was snow. But patterns ofcolor moved across it, reflecting the wild dance of the per-manent aurora in the skyDiamanda was struggling. Her footwear was barely suit-able for a city summer, and certainly not for a foot of snow. Whereas Granny Weatherwax’s boots, even without their hobnails, could have survived a trot across lava.Even so, the muscles that were propelling them had been doing it for too long. Diamanda was outrunning her.113Terry PratchettMore snow was falling, out