Andrea Mantegna The Madonna of the Cherubim

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The rope completed its swing. There was a noise exactly like a rubber sack full of butter hitting a stone slab and this was followed, after a moment or two, by a very quiet ‘oook’.
The pike clanged away in the darkness. The Librarian spread‑eagled himself starfish‑like against the wall, ramming sighed. ‘There must be thousands of them, and no‑one’s selling ‘em anything.’
The wheelchair slid to a halt in another spray of sparks.
Victor was waiting for it, the spectral horse flickering under him. Not one horse, but a succession of horses. Not moving, but changing from frame to frame.
Lightning flashed again.fingers and toes into every available crevice.He might have been able to climb his way down but the option never became available, because the Thing reached out a flickering hand and plucked him off the wall with a noise like a sink‑plunger clearing a difficult blockage.It held him up to what was currently its face. The crowds flowed into the square in front of Unseen University, with the Dibblers to the fore.‘Look at them,’ Cut‑me‑own‑Throat