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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Ii - Kender, Gully Dwarves, And Gnomes
Atec Март 01 2008 15:08:11
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. As it was, he merely retired early, relieved to be away
from the inhabitants of this godforsaken village and
anxious to see what the next day would bring.
Sunrise saw him far from the village, nearing the shore
where the minotaur made his home. The man-beast was
there; in fact, he looked as if he had not budged from the
spot since yesterday. As usual, he was carving. Torbin
wondered why the ground was not littered with short spears
from his previous efforts. Perhaps the minotaur used them
for hunting at night, the knight reasoned.
He steered the horse toward the minotaur. The animal
snorted its displeasure at being forced to go peaceably
toward what it considered a major threat. Training won out,
though. Torbin was master and must be obeyed. The
minotaur continued to gaze out at the sea so intently that the
young knight was unsure whether the creature knew of his
presence.
As if on cue, the minotaur spoke. His gaze remained fixed
on the Blood Sea. "Welcome back, Knight of Solamnia.
You're early."
Torbin had not been aware that he had had an
appointment, but he chose to say nothing. Today, he wanted
to talk to the minotaur, find out more about the man-beast's
homeland. By his manner, the minotaur was unlike many of
his race
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