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Roger Zelazny. Sign of chaos
Atec Ноябрь 07 2007 02:48:28
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"I agree," I said. "But lie still, will you? We're about to crash-"
"-and burn," he stated, twisting his head upward to regard the
combatant monsters, then downward when he realized that we were falling,
too. "What kind of trip is this?"
"A bad one," I answered, and then it hit me: That was exactly what it
was.
The opening was even larger now, and our velocity sufficient for a
bearable landing. Our reaction to the spell that I called the Giant's Slap
would probably slow us to a standstill or even propel us backward. Better to
collect a few bruises than become a traffic obstruction at this point.
A bad trip indeed. I was thinking of Random's words as we passed
through the opening at a crazy angle, hit dirt, and rolled.
We had come to rest within a cave, near to its mouth. Tunnels ran off
to the right and the left. The cave mouth was at my back. A quick glance
showed it as opening upon a bright, possibly lush, and more than a little
outof focus valley. Luke was sprawled unmoving beside me. I got to my feet
immediately and caught hold of him beneath the armpits. I began dragging him
back away from the dark opening from which we had just emerged. The sounds
of the monstrous conflict were very near now.
Good that Luke seemed unconscious again. His condition was bad enough
for any Amberite, if my guess were correct
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