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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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. "Please! You must
believe me. I didn't do this to you deliberately! I didn't mean
for this to happen - "
"Then why did you come here ... to my room?"
"You - you are magi. ... I hoped there might be some
way . . . You might know - "
" - how to break the enchantment," Raistlin finished
softly, loosening his grip and staring at Amberyl. "So - you
are telling the truth. It is happening to you. I see that now.
That's the real reason you came here, isn't it? Somehow I
have invaded your being as well."
Amberyl hung her head. "No. I mean yes. Well,
partly." Raising her face, she looked at the mage. "I did
truly come here to see if there wasn't some way . . ."
Laughing bitterly, Raistlin dropped her hands. "How
can I remove a spell when you won't tell me what you have
cast?"
"It isn't a spell!" Amberyl cried despairingly. She could
see the marks his fingers had left on her flesh.
"Then what is it?" Raistlin shouted. His voice cracked
and, coughing, he fell backward, clutching his chest.
"Here," Amberyl said, reaching out her hands, "let me
help - "
"Get out!" Raistlin panted through lips flecked with blood
and froth. With his last strength, he shoved Amberyl away
from him, then sank down into his chair
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