Joaquin Sorolla y Bastida Child's Siesta

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was asking you.'
'Oh. No. I shouldn't think so. It's just ordinary stone. The right spell and ... phooey.'
'Phooey?'
'Right.'
'Shall we run away again?'
'It's worth a try.'
They made it to another upright wall a few seconds before a randomly spitting ball of yellow fire landed where they had been lying and turned the ground into something awful. The whole area around the tower was a tornado . 'I've been a long way, and I've never been safe.'
Conina sighed and stared at a pile of rubble nearby. She stared at it again. There was something odd there, and she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
'I could rush at them,' said Nijel, vaguely. He stared yearningly at Conina's back.
'Wouldn't work,' said Rincewind. 'Nothing works against magic. Except stronger magic. And then the only thing that beats stronger magic is even stronger magic. And next thing you know...'
'Phooey?' suggested Nijel.of sparkling air.'We need a plan,' said Nijel.'We could try running again,' said Rincewind.'That doesn't solve anything!''Solves most things,' said Rincewind.'How far do we have to go to be safe?' said Conina.Rincewind risked a look around the wall.'Interesting philosophical question,' he said