Leroy Neiman The Brooklyn Bridge

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'Come on, grab hold o'mine. You're on fire at the back there!'
They shot through the bottom of the cloud bank and screamed in unison as the shrub-covered ground emerged from nowhere and aimed itself directly at them.
And went past.
Nanny looked down a black perspective at the bottom of which a boil of white water was dimly visible. They had flown over the edge of Lancre Gorge.
Blue smoke around the top of a wineglass.
This left Nanny flying upside down, supporting Granny Weatherwax at arm's length. They stared into one another's face and screamed.
'I can't pull you up!'was pouring out of Granny's broomstick but she hung on, determined, and forced it around.'What the hell you doing?' roared Nanny.'I can follow the river,' Granny Weatherwax screamed, above the crackle of flames. 'Don't you worry!''You come aboard, d'you hear? It's all over, you can't do it . . .'There was a small explosion behind Granny and several handfuls of burning bristles broke off and whirled away into the booming depths of the gorge. Her stick jerked sideways and Nanny grabbed her around the shoulders as a gout of fire snapped another binding.The blazing broomstick shot from between her legs, twisted in the air, and went straight upwards, trailing sparks and making a noise like a wet finger dragged