Leonardo da Vinci Madonna with Yarnwinder

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'That's all right, then, is it?' The raven landed on her shoulder.
'What're you doing here?'
'Rat Death here said I could have a lift. I've got an appointment.'
SQUEAK.up station between the horse's ears, tiny robe flapping in the wind.
Binky cantered low over a battlefield. It wasn't a major war, just an inter‑tribal scuffle. Nor were there any obvious armies ‑ the fighters seemed to be two groups of individuals, some on horseback, who happened coincidentally to be on the same side. Everyone was dressed in the same sort of furs and exciting leatherwear, and Susan was at a loss to know how they told friend from foe. People just seemed to shout a lot and swing huge swords and battleaxes at random. On the other The Death of Rats poked its nose out of the saddlebag.'Are we a cab service?' said Susan coldly.The rat shrugged and pushed a lifetimer into her hand.Susan read the name etched on the glass.'Volf Volfssonssonssonsson? Sounds a bit Hublandish to me.'SQUEAK.The Death of Rats clambered up Binky's mane and took