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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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. Hearing more shrieks of terror, she noticed
that more and more people were looking up, so Gisella
raised her eyes.
The beloved fabric slid from her fingers to the dusty
ground. Gisella could scarcely comprehend what she
saw.
Tasslehoff Burrfoot was soaring and diving over the
city on the back of a red, winged creature that looked
vaguely like a dragon from legend, except for the pole
intersecting its body. A human -- her human, she
realized -- clung to the creature's thrashing tail, snap-
ping like a weight on a kite's streamer.
"Tasslehoff Burrfoot, I demand that you return here
at once!" the flame-haired dwarf screamed, running
over to stand by the carousel. She shook her fist at the
sky. "You, too, Woodrow! You were supposed to
watch him! You're fired!"
Where on Krynn had the red creature come from?
"Ohdearohdearohdear," a voice moaned nearby.
"Whereisthatring?"
Gisella looked down and saw a bald gnome in baggy
pants and a long, white jacket, with goggles strung
around his neck on a cord. The gnome's hands were
covered by black leather gloves, and he was franti-
cally rummaging through the pockets on the inside of
the coat and turning them inside-out.
"Are you the gnome who owns this contraption?"
she demanded. Without waiting for a response, she
continued, "What on Krynn happened here?" She
snatched him. "I'm holding you responsible. Where is
that thing going with my friends?"
"Ah ha!" The inventor slid out from under her hand
and victoriously held a small ring aloft. "Ireallywould
enjoyexplainingeverythingtoyou, especiallysinceit
appearsIcouldstartanywhere, butImustbegoing
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