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Roger Zelazny. Sign of chaos
Atec Ноябрь 07 2007 02:48:28
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. When we reached it I decided to head downhill to the harbor, recalling
her fondness for sailing. But she put her hand on my arm and halted me.
"Isn't there a big stairway up the face of Kolvir?" she asked. "I
believe your father once tried to sneak troops up it and got caught and had
to fight his way along."
I nodded. "Yes, that's true," I said. "Old thing. It goes way back.
It's not used very much these days. But it's still in decent shape."
"I'd like to see it." "All right. "
I. turned to the right and we headed back, uphill, toward the Main
Concourse. A pair of knights wearing Llewella's livery passed us, headed in
the other direction, saluting as they went by. I could not help but wonder
whether they were on a legitimate errand or were following some standing
order to keep an eye on my movements. The thought must have passed through
Coral's mind, also, because she quirked an eyebrow at me. I shrugged and
kept going. When I glanced back a bit later, they were nowhere to be seen.
We passed people in the garb of a dozen regions as we strolled, and the
air was filled with the smells of cooking from open stalls, to satisfy a
multitude of tastes. At various points in our career up the hill, we stopped
for meat pies, yogurts; sweets. The stimuli were too overpowering for any
but the most sated to ignore.
I noticed the lithe way she moved about obstacles
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