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Will you look at the size of the horn on that thing?”
“I can see clear enough,” said Granny calmly.
The unicorn lowered its head and charged. Nanny Ogg reached the nearest tree with low branches and leapt upward. ..
Granny Weatherwax folded her arms.
“Come on, Esme!”
“No. I ain’t been 306
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because wishing was soppy, but she felt a tiny regret that she’d never be able to meet them.
Perhaps some were going to die, now, here on this path. Everything thinking clear enough, but I am now.There’s some things I don’t have to run from.”The white shape bulleted down the avenue of trees, a thousand pounds of muscle behind twelve inches of glisten-ing hom. Steam swirled behind it.“Esme!”Circle time was ending. Besides, she knew now why her mind had felt so unravelled, and that was a help. She couldn’t hear the ghostly thoughts of all the other Esme Weatherwaxes anymore.Perhaps some lived in a world ruled by elves. Or haddied long ago. Or were living what they thought were happylives. Granny Weatherwax seldom wished for anything,