Paul Klee Fish Magic

we have travelled for many miles over–’ said the acolyte.
'Shut up a minute, will you?'
The holy man put out his hand, palm turned vertical, and waved it a few times. He muttered under his breath.
The acolytes a large white horse was placidly watching the view.
He said, GO AWAY.
The horse watched him warily. It was considerably more intelligent than most horses, although this was not a difficult achievement. It seemed aware that things weren't right with its master.
I MAY BE SOME TIME, said Death.
And he set out.
It wasn't raining in Ankh‑Morpork. This had come as a big surprise to Imp.exchanged glances. They hadn't expected this. Finally, their leader found a drop of courage.'Master–’The holy man turned and caught him across the ear. The sound this made was definitely a clap.'Ah! Got it!' said the holy man. 'Now, what can I do for–’He stopped as his brain caught up with his ears.'What did he mean, humans?'Death walked thoughtfully across the hill to the place where