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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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. I can trust only
you!"
And then Tasslehoff heard the noise again, just at the edge of
his consciousness. He scrunched up his eyes and focused his mind on
the shelves in the shop. But there was that noise again, like raccoons
rattling a trash barrel. He jerked awake against his will, irritated
and out of sorts.
In the dim light of dawn, the kender saw three sets of dark,
overly large eyes peering at him from around the edge of the wagon.
Infiltrators! Bandits! They were under attack! Tasslehoff jumped up
and assumed a kender fighting stance, legs spread and braced. Holding
the "v" of his hoopak in his left hand, he pivoted his hips and swung
the straight end of his weapon around with his right hand.
"Stay back, whoever you are!" he warned. Suddenly, more sets of
eyes appeared. Without looking down, Tas drove a toe into Woodrow's
ribs.
The sleeping human snorted, raised himself on his elbows, and
finally looked up through bleary eyes. He saw only Tas's battle stance
before jumping to his feet and reaching for the first thing at hand,
which was the unlit end of a small, smoldering branch in the fire.
Only then did he spot the eyes, glowing like the neutral, golden
moon, Solinari, in the dim light of dawn. There were eyes under the
wagon, at the back of the wagon, on top of the wagon.
Suddenly the wagon's back door flew open and Gisella stepped out
in a thin, silky, red wrap. Whatever stood at the rear of the wagon
jumped back and giggled
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