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Название книги: Felaheen
Автор(ы): Jon Grimwood
Жанр: Научная Фантастика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Felaheen-193417.html
For Jamie CG, Sam B and for my father, who has lived many of the things I only write about.I owe you all, as ever . . .
"Since the prince needs to play the animal he chooses among the beasts the fox and the lion, because the lion cannot protect itself from snares and the fox cannot protect itself from wolves. Therefore the prince must be a fox to recognize traps and a lion to frighten the wolves."–Machiavelli "If a lion could speak, we could not understand him . . ."–Ludwig Wittgenstein"Unlike foxes."–Tiri
PROLOGUEMonday 14th March
"Dig," said the fox.So Ashraf Bey dug. Fingers bleeding and grit compacted beneath his broken nails. With only their sticky rawness to persuade him that he was still in the world of the living."Dig harder."So he did that too. Handful after handful of coarse salt tumbling into his face, blinding his eyes and filling his mouth, half-open to drag oxygen from dead, fetid air. The voice in his head had promised to help Raf reach the surface but only if he obeyed every order without argument.
Название книги: Felaheen
Автор(ы): Jon Grimwood
Жанр: Научная Фантастика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Felaheen-193417.html
For Jamie CG, Sam B and for my father, who has lived many of the things I only write about.I owe you all, as ever . . .
"Since the prince needs to play the animal he chooses among the beasts the fox and the lion, because the lion cannot protect itself from snares and the fox cannot protect itself from wolves. Therefore the prince must be a fox to recognize traps and a lion to frighten the wolves."–Machiavelli "If a lion could speak, we could not understand him . . ."–Ludwig Wittgenstein"Unlike foxes."–Tiri
PROLOGUEMonday 14th March
"Dig," said the fox.So Ashraf Bey dug. Fingers bleeding and grit compacted beneath his broken nails. With only their sticky rawness to persuade him that he was still in the world of the living."Dig harder."So he did that too. Handful after handful of coarse salt tumbling into his face, blinding his eyes and filling his mouth, half-open to drag oxygen from dead, fetid air. The voice in his head had promised to help Raf reach the surface but only if he obeyed every order without argument.
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