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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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Tasslehoff had climbed to the top of the tower, where
he could see everything and everyone could see him. Af-
ter surveying the various stations and satisfying himself
that everything was ready, he shouted, "Vinsint! You're
the biggest and strongest! You be at the base of the pyra-
mid, right under me! Everyone else, pile up on Vinsint!"
Hundreds of kender of all ages rushed forward, scram-
bling up over the ogre and each other. Four kender wide
at the base and three rows of kender high, with the top
row holding Semus's flumes overhead, they formed a liv-
ing aqueduct that stretched from the water tower, eighty
yards to what had been nicknamed "Tornado Alley."
Trapspringer, who was part of the very end of the aque-
duct, felt blasts of heat curling the hairs on his arms and
eyebrows.
With the aqueduct complete, Semus scaled the water
tower, axe in hand, and began chopping a hole in the side
of the enormous, wooden tank. Seconds ticked by, run-
ning into minutes. Flames roared along the debris wall,
singeing Trapspringer's tunic and scorching the sides of
buildings across Tornado Alley. Semus's axe, which ini-
tially had torn fist-sized chunks of wood from the water
tank, now bounced ineffectually away from the rubbery,
water-soaked inner layers.
The kender beneath Trapspringer fainted from the
heat, sending the front edge of the aqueduct tumbling to
the ground. As the flames licked their ankles, the next file
struggled heroically to hold up the flume. Tasslehoff, still
atop the water tower, cupped his hands around his
mouth and shouted at the top of his lungs the only thing
that came to mind: the sea chanty that had worked so
well with the gully dwarves
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