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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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"I see you understand," Dalamar said coolly, folding his
hands in the sleeves of his black robes. 'The hunter tethers
the young goat in front of the dragon's lair. While the
dragon devours the goat, the hunters sneak up on him with
their nets and their spears. They catch the dragon.
Unfortunately, it is a bit late for the goat.... Do you still
insist on going?"
Palin had a sudden vision of his uncle as he had heard of
him in the legends-facing the evil Fistandan-tilus, feeling
the touch of the bloodstone upon his chest as it sought to
draw out his soul, suck out his life. The young man
shivered, his body drenched in chill sweat. "I am strong," he
said, his voice cracking. "I can fight as HE fought-"
"Fight him? The greatest wizard who ever lived? The
archmage who challenged the Queen of Darkness herself
and nearly won?" Dalamar laughed mirthlessly. "Bah! You
are doomed, young man. You haven't a prayer. And you
know what I will be forced to do if Raistlin succeeds!"
Dalamar's hooded head darted so near Palin that the young
man could feel the touch of his breath upon his cheek. "I must
destroy him-I WILL destroy him. I don't care whose body he
inhabits. That's why they're giving you to me. THEY don't have the
stomach for it."
Unnerved, Palin took a step back from the dark elf. Then he
caught himself, and stood still.
"I... understand," he said, his voice growing firmer as he
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