Leonardo da Vinci Madonna with Yarnwinder

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certainly, I’ll have your whelk! How do we do it?
Volume!”
Nanny Ogg and Casanunda walked in silence back to the cave entrance and the flight of steps. Finally, as they stepped out into the night air, the dwarf said, “Wow.”
“It leaks out even up here,” said Nanny. “Very mackko place, this.”
“But I mean, good grief—“
“He’s brighter than 257
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all be over, and people’ll look up at the skyline at sunset and there he’ll be.”
Casanunda found himself turning to look at the sunset beyond the mound, half-imagining the huge figure she is. Or more lazy,” said Nanny.“He’s going to wait it out.”“But he was—““They can look like whatever they want, to us,” said Nanny. “We see the shape we’ve given ‘em.” She let the rock drop back, and dusted off her hands.“But why should he want to stop her?”“Well, he’s her husband, after all. He can’t stand her. It’s what you might call an open marriage.”“Wait what out?” said Casanunda, looking around to see if there were anymore elves.“Oh, you know,” said Nanny, waving a hand. “All thisiron and books and clockwork and universities and readingand suchlike. He reckons it’ll all pass, see. And one day it’ll