Piet Mondrian Gray Tree

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Vorbis appeared to reach a decision.
"Send him to see me when he is recovered," he said.
Nhumrod looked panicky.
"I merely wish Bees buzzed in the bean blossoms. And the sun beat down on the upturned shell of Om.
There is also a hell for tortoises.
He was too tired to waggle his legs now. That was all you could do, waggle your legs. And stick your head out as far as it would go and wave it about in the hope that you could lever yourself over.
You died if you had no believers, and that was what a small god generally worried about. But you also died if you died.to talk to him," said Vorbis. "I may have a use for him.""Yes, lord?""For, I suspect, the Great God Om moves in myste­rious ways." High above. No sound but the hiss of wind in feathers. The eagle stood on the breeze, looking down at the toy buildings of the Citadel.It had dropped it somewhere, and now it couldn't find it. Somewhere down there, in that little patch of green.