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It
was
certainly
the
tallest
.
Time
,
weather
and
indifferent
repairs
had
given
it
a
gnarled
appearance
,
like
a
tree
that
has
seen
too
many
thunderstorms
.
He
was
trying
to
remember
its
shape
.
As
in
the
case
with
many
things
that
are
totally
familiar
,
he
hadn
’
t
really
looked
at
it
for
years
.
Now
he
was
trying
to
convince
himself
that
the
forest
of
little
turrets
and
crenellations
at
its
top
looked
just
the
same
tonight
as
they
had
done
yesterday
.
It
was
giving
him
some
difficulty
.
Without
taking
his
eyes
off
it
,
he
grabbed
Sgt
Colon
’
s
shoulder
and
gently
pointed
him
in
the
right
direction
.
He
said
,
"
Can
you
see
anything
odd
about
the
top
of
the
tower
?
"
Colon
stared
up
for
a
while
,
and
then
laughed
nervously
.
"
Well
,
it
looks
like
there
’
s
a
dragon
sitting
on
it
,
doesn
’
t
it
?
"
"
Yes
.
That
’
s
what
I
thought
.
"
"
Only
,
only
,
only
when
you
sort
of
look
properly
,
you
can
see
it
’
s
just
made
up
out
of
shadows
and
clumps
of
ivy
and
that
.
I
mean
,
if
you
half
-
close
one
eye
,
it
looks
like
two
old
women
and
a
wheelbarrow
.
"
Vimes
tried
this
.
"
Nope
,
"
he
said
.
"
It
still
looks
like
a
dragon
.
A
huge
one
.
Sort
of
hunched
up
,
and
looking
down
.
Look
,
you
can
see
its
wings
folded
up
.
"
"
Beg
pardon
,
sir
.
That
’
s
just
a
broken
turret
giving
the
effect
.
"
