Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Mark Spain Dance I

Mark Spain Dance IMark Spain Crescendo IIMark Spain Crescendo IMark Spain CordobaMark Spain Contemplation
'That's people for you, I'm afraid.'
'I never did find out what happened to Mr Hong.'
'Poor fellow.'
'And then air, there are no boundaries. There could be no more war, because the sky is endless. How happy we would be, if we could but fly.'
Vetinari turned the machine over and over in his hands.
'Yes,' he said, 'I daresay we would.'
'I had tried clockwork, you know.'
'I'm sorry? I was thinking about something else.'there's the wizards. Tinker, tinker, tinker. Never think twice before grabbing a thread of the fabric of reality and giving it a pull.''Shocking.''The alchemists? Their idea of civic duty is mixing up things to see what happens.''I hear the bangs, even here.''And then, of course, along comes someone like you—''I really am terribly sorry.'Lord Vetinari turned the model flying machine over and over in his fingers.'You dream of flying,' he said.'Oh, yes. Then men would be truly free. From the

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