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Roger Zelazny. Sign of chaos
Atec Ноябрь 07 2007 02:48:28
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. She started to say something about my
monologue, but I simply continued; "I've only seen them once."
She caught my mood and simply said "I'd like to go inside one."
I nodded. They seemed a good place for what I had in mind.
I chose the third one. Its mouth was larger than the first two, and I
could see back into it for a good distance. "Let's try that one. It looks
well lighted," I explained. We walked into a shadow-hung chill. The damp
sand followed us for a while, thinning only slowly to be replaced by a
gritty stone floor. The roof dipped and rose several times. A turn to the
left joined us with the passage of another opening, for looking back along
it I could see more light. The other direction led more deeply into the
mountain. We could still feel the echoing pulse of the sea from where we
stood.
"These caves could lead back really far," she observed.
"They do," I replied. "They twist and cross and wind. I wouldn't want
to go too far without a map and a light. They've never been fully charted,
that I know of."
She looked about, studying areas of blackness within the darkness where
side tunnels debouched into our own.
"How far back do you think they go?" she inquired.
"I just don't know."
"Under the palace?"
"Probably," I said, remembering the series of side tunnels I'd passed
on my way to the Pattern
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