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Roger Zelazny. Sign of chaos
Atec Ноябрь 07 2007 02:48:28
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. Sorcery. Of course.
I-Merlin, son of Corwin-am a sorcerer, of a variety seldom encountered
in the areas I have frequented in recent years. Lucas Raynard-also known as
Prince Rinaldo of Kashfa-is himself a sorcerer, albeit of a style different
than my own. And the Cat, who seemed somewhat sophisticated in these
matters, could well have been correct in assessing our situation as the
interior of a spell. Such a location is one of the few environments where my
sensitivity and training would do little to inform me as to the nature of my
predicament. This, because my faculties would also be caught up in the
manifestation and subject to 'its forces, if the thing were at all self
consistent. It struck me as something similar to color blindness. I could
think of no way of telling for certain what was going on, without outside
help.
As I mused over these matters, the King's horses and men arrived beyond
the swinging doors at the front of the place. The men entered and fastened
lines upon the carcass of the Bandersnatch. The horses dragged the thing
off. Humpty had climbed down to visit the rest room while this was going on.
Upon his return he discovered that he was unable to achieve his former
position atop- the barstool. He shouted to the King's men to give him a
hand, but they were busy guiding the defunct Bandersnatch among tables and
they ignored him
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