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As the viewpoint swings around, the whole of the world can be seen by the light of its tiny orbiting sun. There are continents, archipelagos, seas, deserts, mountain ranges and even a tiny central ice cap. The inhabitants of this place, because the raindrops were stopping several feet from his head, and steaming.
It was good thunderstorm country, up here in the Ramtop Mountains, a country of jagged peaks, dense forests and little river valleys so deep the daylight had no sooner reached the bottom than it was time to leave again. Ragged wisps of cloud clung to the lesser peaks below the mountain trail along which the wizard slithered and slid. A few slot-eyed goats watched him with mild interest. It doesn't take a lot to interest goats.it is obvious, won't have any truck with global theories. Their world, bounded by an encircling ocean that falls forever into space in one long waterfall, is as round and flat as a geological pizza, although without the anchovies. A world like that, which exists only because the gods enjoy a joke, must be a place where magic can survive. And sex too, of course. He came walking through the thunderstorm and you could tell he was a wizard, partly because of the long cloak and careen staff but mainly
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Pino close to my heart
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can't get out,' said Bethan.
'The door's disappeared,' added Twoflower helpfully.
Rincewind stood up, a little shakily.
'Oh,' he said. 'One of those shops?'
'All right,' said the shopkeeper testily. 'It's magical, yes, it moves around, yes, no, I'm not telling you why —'
'Can I have a drink of water, please?' said Rincewind.
The shopkeeper looked affronted.
'First no money, then they want a glass of water,' he snapped. 'That's just about —'
Bethan snorted and strode across to the little man, who tried to back away. He was too late.
She added.
'That's fine by me, I wasn't open for, I just stopped for a few seconds to get my bearings and you barged in!'
He grumbled off through the bead curtains and returned ith a cup of water.
'I washed it out special,' he said, avoiding Bethan's gaze.picked him up by his apron straps and glared at him eye to eye. Torn though her dress was, disarrayed though her hair was, she became for a moment the symbol of every woman who has caught a man with his thumb on the is money,' she hissed. 'I'll give you thirty seconds to get him a glass of water. I think that's a bargain, don't you?''I say,' Twoflower whispered. 'She's a real terror when she's roused, isn't she?''Yes,' said Rincewind', without enthusiasm.'All right, all right,' said the shopkeeper, visibly cowed.'And then you can let us out,' Bethan
can't get out,' said Bethan.
'The door's disappeared,' added Twoflower helpfully.
Rincewind stood up, a little shakily.
'Oh,' he said. 'One of those shops?'
'All right,' said the shopkeeper testily. 'It's magical, yes, it moves around, yes, no, I'm not telling you why —'
'Can I have a drink of water, please?' said Rincewind.
The shopkeeper looked affronted.
'First no money, then they want a glass of water,' he snapped. 'That's just about —'
Bethan snorted and strode across to the little man, who tried to back away. He was too late.
She added.
'That's fine by me, I wasn't open for, I just stopped for a few seconds to get my bearings and you barged in!'
He grumbled off through the bead curtains and returned ith a cup of water.
'I washed it out special,' he said, avoiding Bethan's gaze.picked him up by his apron straps and glared at him eye to eye. Torn though her dress was, disarrayed though her hair was, she became for a moment the symbol of every woman who has caught a man with his thumb on the is money,' she hissed. 'I'll give you thirty seconds to get him a glass of water. I think that's a bargain, don't you?''I say,' Twoflower whispered. 'She's a real terror when she's roused, isn't she?''Yes,' said Rincewind', without enthusiasm.'All right, all right,' said the shopkeeper, visibly cowed.'And then you can let us out,' Bethan
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Paul Klee Heroic Roses
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which have left large tracts of land uninhabitable because of magical harmonics.
In fact, the hero even at this moment galloping towards the Vortex Plains didn't get involved in this kind of argument, because they didn't take it seriously W mainly because this particular hero was a heroine. A redheaded is that although Herrena the Henna-Haired Harridan would look quite stunning after a good bath, a heavy-duty manicure, and the pick of the leather racks in Woo Hun Ling's Oriental Exotica and Martial Aids on Heroes Street, she was currently quite sensibly dressed in light chain mail, soft boots, and a short sword.
All right, maybe the boots were leather. But not black.
Riding with her were a number of swarthy men that will certainly one.Now, there is a tendency at a point like this to look over one's shoulder at the cover artist and start going on at length about leather, thighboots and naked blades.Words like 'full', 'round' and even 'pert' creep into the narrative, until the writer has to go and have a cold hower and a lie down.Which is all rather silly, because any woman setting out to make a living by the sword isn't about to go around looking like something off the cover of the more advanced kind of lingerie catalogue for the specialised buyer.Oh well, all right. The point that must be made
which have left large tracts of land uninhabitable because of magical harmonics.
In fact, the hero even at this moment galloping towards the Vortex Plains didn't get involved in this kind of argument, because they didn't take it seriously W mainly because this particular hero was a heroine. A redheaded is that although Herrena the Henna-Haired Harridan would look quite stunning after a good bath, a heavy-duty manicure, and the pick of the leather racks in Woo Hun Ling's Oriental Exotica and Martial Aids on Heroes Street, she was currently quite sensibly dressed in light chain mail, soft boots, and a short sword.
All right, maybe the boots were leather. But not black.
Riding with her were a number of swarthy men that will certainly one.Now, there is a tendency at a point like this to look over one's shoulder at the cover artist and start going on at length about leather, thighboots and naked blades.Words like 'full', 'round' and even 'pert' creep into the narrative, until the writer has to go and have a cold hower and a lie down.Which is all rather silly, because any woman setting out to make a living by the sword isn't about to go around looking like something off the cover of the more advanced kind of lingerie catalogue for the specialised buyer.Oh well, all right. The point that must be made
Monday, March 2, 2009
Emile Munier Cupid Disarmed
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down a wall and made good its escape before the dishevelled party of wild-eyed mages burst into the room. The vegetable chef was found much later hiding in the soup cauldron, gibbering unhelpful things like The knuckles! The horrible knuckles!'
The last wisps of magic, now somewhat slowed, were disappearing into the ceiling.
'To the Great Hall!'
The stairs
'Get me seers, farseers, scryers and withinlookmen!' he barked. 'I want this studied!'
Something was taking shape inside the fireball. Galder shielded his eyes and peered at the shape forming in front of him. There was no mistaking it. It was the universe.
He was quite sure of this, because he had a model of it in his study and it was generally agreed towere much wider here, and better lit. Panting and pineapple-flavoured, the fitter wizards got to the top by the time the fireball had reached the middle of the huge draughty chamber that was the University's main hall. It hung motionless, except for the occasional small prominence that arched and spluttered across its surface.Wizards smoke, as everyone knows. That probably explained the chorus of coffin coughs and sawtooth wheezes that erupted behind Galder as he stood appraising the situation and wondering if he dare look for somewhere to hide. He grabbed a frightened student.
down a wall and made good its escape before the dishevelled party of wild-eyed mages burst into the room. The vegetable chef was found much later hiding in the soup cauldron, gibbering unhelpful things like The knuckles! The horrible knuckles!'
The last wisps of magic, now somewhat slowed, were disappearing into the ceiling.
'To the Great Hall!'
The stairs
'Get me seers, farseers, scryers and withinlookmen!' he barked. 'I want this studied!'
Something was taking shape inside the fireball. Galder shielded his eyes and peered at the shape forming in front of him. There was no mistaking it. It was the universe.
He was quite sure of this, because he had a model of it in his study and it was generally agreed towere much wider here, and better lit. Panting and pineapple-flavoured, the fitter wizards got to the top by the time the fireball had reached the middle of the huge draughty chamber that was the University's main hall. It hung motionless, except for the occasional small prominence that arched and spluttered across its surface.Wizards smoke, as everyone knows. That probably explained the chorus of coffin coughs and sawtooth wheezes that erupted behind Galder as he stood appraising the situation and wondering if he dare look for somewhere to hide. He grabbed a frightened student.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
John William Waterhouse The Sorceress
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You're mad," said Rincewind flatly. There was no reply from the tourist, and when the wizard craned around he was horrified to see Twoflower looking up at the paling stars with an odd smile on his face.
"Don't" urgently.
"Oh yes. Hrun," said Twoflower. "I hope we're in time. Dive now. Go low."
Rincewind opened his eyes as the wind increased to a whistling gale. Perhaps they were blown open - the wind certainly made them impossible to shut.
The flat summit of the Wyrmberg rose up at them, lurched alarmingly, then somersaulted into a green blur that you even think about it," added Rincewind, menacingly.The man you seek is talking to the dragon-woman said the dragon."Hmm?" said Twoflower, still looking at the paling stars."What?" said Rincewind
You're mad," said Rincewind flatly. There was no reply from the tourist, and when the wizard craned around he was horrified to see Twoflower looking up at the paling stars with an odd smile on his face.
"Don't" urgently.
"Oh yes. Hrun," said Twoflower. "I hope we're in time. Dive now. Go low."
Rincewind opened his eyes as the wind increased to a whistling gale. Perhaps they were blown open - the wind certainly made them impossible to shut.
The flat summit of the Wyrmberg rose up at them, lurched alarmingly, then somersaulted into a green blur that you even think about it," added Rincewind, menacingly.The man you seek is talking to the dragon-woman said the dragon."Hmm?" said Twoflower, still looking at the paling stars."What?" said Rincewind
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