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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
Atec Март 01 2008 15:03:31
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. There was no doubt of it. The
dwarven prince of old had been here. He had been inside
the fortress of Zhaman, and only this helm had survived
to tell of it. And it had called out to Chane Feldstone in
dreams.
Carefully Wingover reset Pathfinder in the helm's set-
ting. His hard, but gentle fingers refit the brass prongs
that had held it, and for a moment Wingover was
tempted to put it on his head. It would fit, and it might
speak to him... then he changed his mind. This is
Chane's to do with as he must, he told himself. And if
there is one lesson I can learn from this wizard here, it is
not to fiddle with things that are beyond me.
Wingover bound the old helmet with thongs and hung
it from his saddle, then reached a hand to Glenshadow.
"Come up," he said. "The horse can carry double. We've
got to get back to the bridge."
Chapter 30
Because the goblin army was so widely spread,
fanned across the plains in three troops, miles apart, Ko-
landa Darkmoor decided to move against the people at
the bridge. Even though the wizard might be with them,
the defenders were still only a handful. She ordered Thog
to gather the main force on the central plain to await her
signal.
Thus, when Wingover made his dash from the breaks
to the fork-trail hill, spotters saw him from less than a
mile away
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