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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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The bone! He'd placed another rat bone in one of his
boots to sell to Trapspringer in exchange for the rest of
the map. He fished around frantically in his left boot
and sighed with relief. The rat bone was still safely
tucked away.
Disaster narrowly averted, Phineas was dismayed
but not at all surprised to realize, too, that his other
boot was missing. He saw his pockets sticking out and
remembered that he had run through or lost all his
money yesterday. He felt a headache coming on, as if
someone had tied an overly tight band around his
head. Reaching a hand up, he realized someone had
done just that. His own hat was gone, replaced by a
small, ratty-looking cap with a hole in the back, pre-
sumably for a topknot.
Kendermore was the kind of city in which a person
could spend his entire life -- or a number of years, as in
Phineas's case -- without ever leaving his own neigh-
borhood. Everything he needed was near his home.
When the human had come to Kendermore some years.
before, he had made his home in the first neighbor-
hood he landed in. In the meantime, Phineas had
forgotten how thoroughly confusing the city was.
There was virtually no such thing as a completed, or
even a through, street. Roads just ended wherever
their builders grew tired of them or, more often, wher-
ever someone decided to erect a building. The city was
a maze of dead-end streets that simply ran head-on
into buildings and then started up again on the other
side. Often you had to go several miles out of your
way to continue on a road that you could have hit with
a rock from where you started, if only you could have
seen it
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