Jack Vettriano Mirror MirrorJack Vettriano Mind BendingJack Vettriano Midnight Blue
don'tcherknow, Maypoles and suchlike, healthy reels, perhaps a little light ballroom . . . not swinging people round like a dwarf with a battleaxe (mind you salt of the earth dwarfs I've always said so). Do I make myself clear?'
'mumblemumblemumbleeveryonewasdoingitmumble,' said the Dean, still looking at the floor.
'I never thought I'd, and mostly lived in a kind of groove between their rooms and the dining table. But they were feeling strange.
'mumblemumbledon'tseewhymumble,' mumbled the Dean.
He said, much later on, on the day when the music died, that it must have been because he'd never been really young, or at least young while just being old enough to know he was young. Like most wizards, he'd begun his training while still so small that the official pointy hat came down over his ears. And after that he'd just been, well, a wizard. say this to any wizard over the age of eighteen, but you're all gated until further notice!' shouted Ridcully.Being confined to the campus was not much of a punishment. The wizards usually distrusted any air that hadn't hung around indoors for a while
Wednesday, 13 May 2009
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