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Название книги: The Ambassador’s Mission
Автор(ы): Trudi Canavan
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Ambassador_s-Mission-231246.html
The first book in the Traitor Spy Trilogy series, 2010**
PART ONE
CHAPTER 1 THE OLD AND THE NEW
The most successful and quoted piece by the poet Rewin, greatest of the rabble to come out of the New City, was called Citysong. It captured what was heard at night in Imardin, if you took the time to stop and listen: an unending muffled and distant combination of sounds. Voices. Singing. A laugh. A groan. A gasp. A scream.In the darkness of Imardin’s new Quarter a man remembered the poem. He stopped to listen, but instead of absorbing the city’s song he concentrated on one discordant echo. A sound that didn’t belong. A sound that didn’t repeat. He snorted quietly and continued on.A few steps later a figure emerged from the shadows before him. The figure was male and loomed over him menacingly. Light caught the edge of a blade.“Yer money,” a rough voice said, hard with determination.The man said nothing and remained still. He might have appeared frozen in terror. He might have appeared deep in thoug
Название книги: The Ambassador’s Mission
Автор(ы): Trudi Canavan
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Ambassador_s-Mission-231246.html
The first book in the Traitor Spy Trilogy series, 2010**
PART ONE
CHAPTER 1 THE OLD AND THE NEW
The most successful and quoted piece by the poet Rewin, greatest of the rabble to come out of the New City, was called Citysong. It captured what was heard at night in Imardin, if you took the time to stop and listen: an unending muffled and distant combination of sounds. Voices. Singing. A laugh. A groan. A gasp. A scream.In the darkness of Imardin’s new Quarter a man remembered the poem. He stopped to listen, but instead of absorbing the city’s song he concentrated on one discordant echo. A sound that didn’t belong. A sound that didn’t repeat. He snorted quietly and continued on.A few steps later a figure emerged from the shadows before him. The figure was male and loomed over him menacingly. Light caught the edge of a blade.“Yer money,” a rough voice said, hard with determination.The man said nothing and remained still. He might have appeared frozen in terror. He might have appeared deep in thoug
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