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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
Atec Март 01 2008 15:03:31
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. The light glistening on the dark, lovely
face of the Irda was almost a bloody light.
Chess stepped from her shadow to look into the sky,
and saw a sight he had never seen before. The red and sil-
ver moons hung above the wall of the valley, only a
handspan apart, but the silver moon was only a crescent.
As the kender watched, the crescent diminished as
though a blackness had come from the north and was
eating it away. Narrower and narrower the crescent
grew.
"What is it?" Chess wondered. "What's happening?"
Soft light shone from the Irda's hut, and there were
footsteps. A moment later the dwarf and the wizard were
beside them, also staring at the strange sky. 'What's hap-
pening to the white moon?" the dwarf rumbled.
Glenshadow raised his staff, useless in this place of
anti-magic, and pointed it. "Dragonqueen," he hissed.
"The black moon shows itself, and eclipses the white."
"Dragonqueen?" Chess stood on his toes in his excite-
ment, staring. "Do you mean the moon or the goddess?"
"They are the same," the Irda said. "By any name, they
are the same. Queen of Darkness, Dragonqueen, Nilat
the Corrupter...."
"Tamex the False Metal," Chane growled. "The evil
one."
"She of the Many Faces," the kender chirped
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