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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Iii - Love And War
Atec Март 01 2008 15:11:25
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It hardly bore listening to anyway: Tigo argued that
there was no time, and clearly Tigo was someone whom
even the goblin feared. I'm not dead yet, the boy thought,
but it's only a matter of time and place now. And I don't
even know why!
*****
Tanis had suspected all winter that the real purpose for
Flint's journey this year was to attend Runne's wedding.
Flint mentioned the occasion only once, when he and Tanis
were mapping out the summer's trips, and then only told a
brief tale of how the girl was the grandchild of Galan, the
man who had been the old dwarf's first customer and who
many, many years ago had become a friend.
"Runne's father, Davron, was killed a few years ago in
a hunting accident. And Galan ... is gone now. Someone
must stand in her father's place at the ceremony and, while
there are uncles to spare, the little maid has remembered her
grandfather's old friend and asked me to fill that place. I
want to do that, Tanis."
Though it was high summer now, the dust of the only
street in Seven Wells dancing in the hot breeze like
phantoms around his knees, Tanis well remembered how
the winter firelight had looked like memories in Flint's eyes
when he told that lean little tale
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