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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
Atec Март 01 2008 15:03:31
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. After several minutes he
straightened, holding up a long, slim object to have a
better look at it. It was a rod, nearly six feet long, gnarly
and misshapen from centuries of rust. He knew by its
heft, though, that there was good metal within it. He set
it aside and began digging again.
For some time the kender explored the ancient heap,
his bright eyes shining in wonder at each new mystery.
He moved things here and there, on the thought that
whatever all this was the outside of might also have an
inside, and somewhere there might be an entrance. Find-
ing none, he scampered here and there over the surface of
the thing, tugging and pushing at everything that pro-
truded, seeing what would move. Where a broken shaft
of heavily corroded metal angled upward, he cleared
away broken stone, then braced his feet and pulled at the
stub. Deep beneath him, something groaned and large
parts of the mound shifted slightly. Beyond the crest, the
dwarf shouted, then appeared at the top.
"Sorry about that." Chess waved at him. "I guess what-
ever this was, it doesn't work any more."
With a warning scowl, the dwarf went back to what he
was doing. Chess continued his exploration. Near one
edge of the mound, tugging away a rock, he found a
thick, ragged sheet of green-black stuff that might once
have been bronze
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