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Название книги: Creation In Death
Автор(ы): J. Robb
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Creation-In-Death-229584.html
Eve Dallas and husband Roarke, #25
Ah! The clock is always slow;It is later than you think.– ROBERT W. SERVICEAnd music pours on mortalsHer magnificent disdain.– RALPH WALDO EMERSON
PROLOGUE
FOR HIM, DEATH WAS A VOCATION. KILLING WAS NOT MERELY an act, or a means to an end. It certainly was not an impulse of the moment or a path to gain and glory.Death was, in and of itself, the all.He considered himself a late bloomer, and often bemoaned the years before he’d found his raison d’être. All that time lost, all those opportunities missed. But still, he had bloomed, and was forever grateful that he had finally looked inside himself and seen what he was. What he was meant for.He was a maestro in the art of death. The keeper of time. The bringer of destiny.It had taken time, of course, and experimentation. His mentor’s time had run out long before he himself had become the master. And even in his prime, his teacher had not envisioned the full scope, the full power. He was proud that he had learned, had not only honed h
Название книги: Creation In Death
Автор(ы): J. Robb
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Creation-In-Death-229584.html
Eve Dallas and husband Roarke, #25
Ah! The clock is always slow;It is later than you think.– ROBERT W. SERVICEAnd music pours on mortalsHer magnificent disdain.– RALPH WALDO EMERSON
PROLOGUE
FOR HIM, DEATH WAS A VOCATION. KILLING WAS NOT MERELY an act, or a means to an end. It certainly was not an impulse of the moment or a path to gain and glory.Death was, in and of itself, the all.He considered himself a late bloomer, and often bemoaned the years before he’d found his raison d’être. All that time lost, all those opportunities missed. But still, he had bloomed, and was forever grateful that he had finally looked inside himself and seen what he was. What he was meant for.He was a maestro in the art of death. The keeper of time. The bringer of destiny.It had taken time, of course, and experimentation. His mentor’s time had run out long before he himself had become the master. And even in his prime, his teacher had not envisioned the full scope, the full power. He was proud that he had learned, had not only honed h
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