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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
Atec Март 01 2008 15:09:29
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. Her chain mail
sleeves revealed arms of sinewy muscle, but the steel breast-
plate she wore suggested an undeniably feminine fullness of
shape.
"Why am I being held prisoner?" Flint blurted. "I
demand -" He stopped suddenly, cut off by the slap of a
guard's meaty hand across his face.
"Prisoners have no rights here," the frawl said coldly. 'You
may speak when given permission. Otherwise, keep your
tongue still. You'll be given ample opportunity to confess
your crimes of spying on the Theiwar. Come along."
The detachment surrounded him. In silence they tromped
back the way they had come, deeper into the tunnel, toward
Thorbardin. Flint noted that the passageway had only re-
cently been widened, or perhaps created anew; jagged out-
croppings of rock still remained on the walls revealing, in
places on the floor, fresh chisel cuts. Wagon tracks were visi-
ble, but had not yet scarred the rock floor.
Eventually the tunnel swung to the left and before long
opened into a vast cavern. A pall of smoke hung in the air,
and the clash of heavy iron tools rang constantly, echoing
around the stone chamber with a reverberating din
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