Leonardo da Vinci Leda 1530

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'Excuse me,' said the Fool.
'I can't do rocks,' said Magrat.
'Well, no, rocks is an acquired taste—'
'Excuse me.'
The two witches stared at him, and he backed away.
'Weren't you supposed to be rescuing someone?' he said.
'Oh,' said appeared to be a sort of stocks.
'Took your time,' she observed. 'Let me out of this, will you? I'm getting cramp.'
And there was the dagger.
It spun gently in the middle of the room, glinting when the turning blade caught the light.
'My own dagger!' said the ghost of the king, in a voice only the witches could hear. 'All this time Granny. 'Yes. Come on, Magrat. We'd better see what she's been getting up to.''There were screams,' said the Fool, who couldn't help feeling they weren't taking things seriously enough.'I daresay,' said Granny, pushing him aside and stepping over a writhing taproot. 'If anyone locked me in a dungeon, there'd be screams.'There was a lot of dust inside the dungeon, and by the nimbus of light around its one torch Magrat could dimly make out two figures cowering in the furthest corner. Most of the furniture had been overturned and scattered across the floor; it didn't look as though any of it had been designed to be the last word in comfort. Nanny Ogg was sitting quite calmly in what