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Название книги: In the Hall of the Dragon King
Автор(ы): Stephen Lawhead
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/In-the-Hall-of-the-Dragon-King-163126.html
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THE NEW snow lay deep and undisturbed beneath the silver light of a dawning sky. Overhead, a raven surveyed a silent landscape as its black wings feathered the cold, thin air. The bird’s rasping call was the only sound to be heard for miles, breaking the frozen solitude in irregular staccato. All around, the land lay asleep in the depths of winter.Every bear, every fox, hare, and squirrel was warm in its rustic nest. Cattle and horses stood contented in their stalls, heads drooping in slumber, or quietly munching the first of the day’s provender. In the country, smoke drifted from peasant huts into the windless sky from rough-hewn chimneys, sent aloft from hearth fires tended through the night. The village, clustered close about the mighty walls of Askelon Castle, slept in pristine splendor, a princess safe in the arms of her protector.All through the land nothing moved, nothing stirred, save the raven wheeling slowly overhead.Quentin lay shivering in his cell, a huddled ball
Название книги: In the Hall of the Dragon King
Автор(ы): Stephen Lawhead
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/In-the-Hall-of-the-Dragon-King-163126.html
ONE
THE NEW snow lay deep and undisturbed beneath the silver light of a dawning sky. Overhead, a raven surveyed a silent landscape as its black wings feathered the cold, thin air. The bird’s rasping call was the only sound to be heard for miles, breaking the frozen solitude in irregular staccato. All around, the land lay asleep in the depths of winter.Every bear, every fox, hare, and squirrel was warm in its rustic nest. Cattle and horses stood contented in their stalls, heads drooping in slumber, or quietly munching the first of the day’s provender. In the country, smoke drifted from peasant huts into the windless sky from rough-hewn chimneys, sent aloft from hearth fires tended through the night. The village, clustered close about the mighty walls of Askelon Castle, slept in pristine splendor, a princess safe in the arms of her protector.All through the land nothing moved, nothing stirred, save the raven wheeling slowly overhead.Quentin lay shivering in his cell, a huddled ball
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