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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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. He
hopped up and down by the gears, clapping his hands
happily.
Tasslehoff was delighted, too. As the dragon rose and
fell, its wings glided upward, then lowered again, as if
the monster were truly flying.
"What fun! I hope this ride never ends," Tas said to
himself fervently. "I'm sure this is how it would feel to
ride a real dragon -- it's too bad there aren't any more on
Krynn."
Just then, Tas felt the dragon statue shift under him
and rock slightly. "The gnome should attach these
statues more firmly," the kender thought. "I'll just men-
tion it to him when I get off."
But to Tasslehoff's surprise, the ride didn't slow down
one bit. Worse still, the shaking and shifting under him
intensified, until it was difficult to stay on the dragon's
back. He wondered if Woodrow was having similar
trouble, so he glanced behind him at the human riding on
the centaur statue. Woodrow's expression was bored,
but turned to concern when he noticed the kender.
"My dragon is coming loose!" Tas called to him.
Tas felt his grip slipping even further. He pressed his
chest to the dragon's back, locked his arms around its
neck, and wrapped his legs around the pole behind him.
Why wouldn't that silly gnome stop the ride? Had he
forgotten where the off switch was again?
Behind him, Woodrow saw the kender's lips moving,
but couldn't understand what he was saying. Woodrow,
too, had had more than enough of the ride. He gestured
at the gnome as the carousel spun past. Wearing a
strange smile, the gnome waved back
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