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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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. "I
suppose we ought to stay and dry them out. . . ."
"No," Raistlin said, shivering. He took hold of the Staff
of Magius that was leaning against the cavern wall. "I have
no desire to spend any more time in the Forest of Wayreth."
"You've got my vote there," Caramon said fervently. "I
wonder if there are any good inns around here. I heard that
there was one, built near the forest. It's called the Wayward
Inn or some such thing." The big man's eyes brightened.
"Maybe tonight we'll eat hot food and drink good ale for a
change. And sleep in a bed!"
"Perhaps." Raistlin shrugged, as if it didn't much
matter.
Still talking of what he had heard about the rumored
inn, Caramon picked up the blanket that had hung over the
cave entrance, folded it, and added it to the ones in his pack.
"I'll go ahead a little way," he said to his brother. "Break a
trail through the snow for you."
Raistlin nodded, but said nothing. Walking to the
entrance of the cave, he stood in the doorway, watching his
strong twin wade through the snow drifts, breaking a path
the frail twin could follow. Raistlin's lip curled in bitterness,
but the sneer slipped as, turning, he looked back inside the
cave. The fire had died almost instantly upon Caramon's
leaving
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