Nicolas De Stael Agrigente

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Wait and see,’ said Victor hoarsely. ‘It’s Holy Wood! Holy Wood’s been brought to Ankh‑Morpork!’
‘Yes, but‑‘
‘Don’t you remember anything? That night in the hill? Before you woke up?’
‘No. I told you.’
‘Wait and see,’ Victor repeated. He glanced at a decorated easel against one wall.
It said: ‘said. ‘Right inside the city, too. Odd, that.’
‘That’s just Lady Ramkin’s Sunshine Sanctuary for Sick Dragons,’ said the Bursar, distractedly.
‘And here there’s "Terra Incognita",’ said the Archchancellor. ‘Why’s that?’
The Bursar craned to see. ‘Well, it’s probably more interesting than putting in lots of cabbage farms.’
‘And there’s "Here be Dragons" again.’
‘I think that’s just a lie, in fact.’
The Archchancellor’s horny thumb continued in the direction they’d Three showings a day!’And he thought of sand dunes, and ancient myths, and lobsters. Map‑making had never been a precise art on the Discworld. People tended to start off with good intentions and then get so carried away with the spouting whales, monsters, waves and other twiddly bits of cartographic furniture that they often forgot to put the boring mountains and rivers in at all.The Archchancellor put an overflowing ashtray on a corner that threatened to roll up. He dragged a finger across the grubby surface.‘Says here "Here be Dragons",’ he