Franz Marc Die kleinen gelben Pferde

Franz Marc Die kleinen gelben PferdeFranz Marc Deer in the Woods IIFranz Marc Blaues Pferd 1
looked down at his foot, and said, 'Ow.'
He'd almost reached the fire when the blast from the last spell reached them. It had been aimed at the tower in Al Khali, 'Oh, that,' said Rincewind. 'Just the backwash of a spell. They probably hit the tower in Al Khali.'
'It must have been pretty big to affect us here.'
'It probably was.'
'Hey, that was my palace,' said Creosote weakly. 'I mean, I know it was a lot, but it was all I had.'
'Sorry.'
'But there were people in the city!'which was twenty miles away, and by now the wavefront was extremely diffuse. It was hardly affecting the nature of things as it surged over the dunes with a faint sucking noise; the fire burned red and green for a second, one of Nijel's sandals turned into a small and irritated badger, and a pigeon flew out of the Seriph's turban.Then it was past and boiling out over the sea.'What was that?' said Nijel. He kicked the badger, who was sniffing at his foot.'Hmm?' said Rincewind.'That!'