William Bouguereau Yvonne

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'Dead?' said Rincewind, In the debating chamber of his mind a dozen emotions got to their feet and started shouting. Relief was in full spate when Shock cut in on a point of order and then Bewilderment, Terror and Loss started a from the ranks behind him which roughly meant that however far away Rincewind was he couldn't be further than a nice hot bath, a good meal and a warm bed.
Then the wizard who was tramping along in the rear stopped and said, 'Listen!'
They listened. There were the subtle sounds of winter beginning to close its grip on the land, the creak of rocks, the muted scuffling of small creatures in their tunnels under the blanket of snow. In a distant forest a wolf howled, felt embarrassed when no-one joined in, and stopped. There was the silver sleeting sound of moonlight. There was also the wheezing noise of half a dozen wizards trying to breathe quietly.
'I can't hear a thing—' one began.fight which was ended only when Shame slunk in from next door to see what all the row was about.'No,' said Cohen thoughtfully, 'not exshactly. Just – gone.''Gone where?''I don't know,' said Cohen, 'but I have a map.' Far out on the snowfield half a dozen pinpoints of red light glowed in the shadows.'He's not far away,' said the leading wizard, peering into a small crystal sphere.There was general mutter