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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. I - The Magic Of Krynn
Atec Март 01 2008 15:05:33
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. He wore his hair
long-it flowed to his shoulders in soft waves from a central part
on his forehead. But it was the young man's face-his face and his
hands-that sometimes haunted both the dreams of mother and
father. Fine-boned, with penetrating, intelligent eyes that always
seemed to be looking right through one, Palin's face had the look
of his uncle, if not his features, the unseen observer noted. Palin's
hands were Raistlin's, however. Slender, delicate, the fingers quick
and deft, the young man handled the fragile spell components with
such skill that his father was often torn between watching with
pride and looking away in sadness.
Just now, the hands were clenched into fists as Palin glared
grimly at his two older brothers lying on the floor amid spilled ale,
pieces of bread, crockery, a half-eaten cheese, and shards of
broken table.
"Then try to behave with some dignity, at least!" Palin
snapped.
"I remember where I am," Tanin repeated angrily. Getting to
his feet, he walked over to stand in front of Palin, staring at him
accusingly. "And I remember who brought us here! Riding
through that accursed wood that damn near got us killed-"
"Nothing in Wayreth Forest would have hurt you," Palin
returned, looking at the mess on the floor in disgust. "As I told you
if you'd only listened. This forest is controlled by the wizards in
the Tower. It protects them from unwanted intruders
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