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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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. But the dragonarmy soldiers were seeing
something that opened their eyes to a new and startling
reality. The three races had united in my defense!
Frankly, it amazed me, too.
The angry crowd - they easily numbered more than two
hundred - began to surge forward.
"Tell them to stop!" ordered the officer.
I saw the dragonarmy soldiers raise their crossbows.
This was madness.
"Listen," I said to the officer, "let me tell them a story. It
will calm them down."
The soldier looked at the ugly mob and his nervous
troops. He shrugged and then reluctantly said, "Make it a
short one."
I held up my hands for quiet.
Everyone quickly settled down into an expectant
silence. I was relieved. And so was the officer.
"I have to go with these men, but first let me tell you a
simple tale to end this rather remarkable afternoon." I
pointedly glanced at the officer who still had not sheathed
his sword. He glared back at me.
I took a deep breath and began, "This is a story as old as
time but as short as man's memory. It's a story of three
orphans growing up in a city not unlike Flotsam."
"It's a sad story," sighed Vigre Arch. "I love it when
Spinner makes me cry."
There was a sniffle in the audience as several dwarves
began to weep in anticipation of my tale
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