Книга только для ознакомления
.
"I know that story," Tanin said sullenly. "Everyone on
Krynn knows that story 1 I've heard it since I was a child"
"Ah, but do you know the TRUE story?" Dougan asked,
gazing at them intently with his bright dark eyes.
No one replied, being unable to hear themselves think as
the sail - with much flapping of canvas and creaking of
winches - leaped out of the water and hurtled along the
deck. Fish flopped about their feet, the gnomes hopping
here and there after them. The sail's traversal along the deck
was punctuated by shrieks and screams as certain unlucky
gnomes forgot to duck and were swept overboard by the
beam. Since this happened almost every time the sail made
a pass, several gnomes were stationed permanently along
the sides of the ship to yell "Gnome overboard!" (which
they did with great gusto) and heave their floundering
fellows life-saving devices (which also doubled as anchors
when in port).
"How should we know whether or not it's the true
story?" Tanin said grumpily when he could be heard again.
"I know that there are differing accounts depending on
whether one hears the tale from a dwarf or any other race,"
Palin added.
Dougan appeared extremely uncomfortable. "Aye, lad,"
he said, "and there you've touched on a sore point
|
