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Название книги: Spook’s Apprentice
Автор(ы): Joseph Delaney
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Spook_s-Apprentice-192607.html
The highest point in the Countyis marked by mystery.It is said that a man died there in agreat storm, while binding an evilthat threatened the whole world.Then the ice came again, and when itretreated, even the shapes of thehills and the names of the townsin the valleys were changed.now, at that highest point onthe fells, no trace remains of whatwas done so long ago,but its name has endured.They call it -The Wardstone.
Chapter 1A Seventh Son
When the Spook arrived, the light was already beginning to fail. It had been a long, hard day and I was ready for my supper.‘You’re sure he’s a seventh son?’ he asked. He was looking down at me and shaking his head doubtfully.Dad nodded.‘And you were a seventh son too?’Dad nodded again and started stamping his feet impatiently, splattering my breeches with droplets of brown mud and manure. The rain was dripping from the peak of his cap. It had been raining for most of the month. There were new leaves on the trees but the spring weather was a long time coming.My dad w
Название книги: Spook’s Apprentice
Автор(ы): Joseph Delaney
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Spook_s-Apprentice-192607.html
The highest point in the Countyis marked by mystery.It is said that a man died there in agreat storm, while binding an evilthat threatened the whole world.Then the ice came again, and when itretreated, even the shapes of thehills and the names of the townsin the valleys were changed.now, at that highest point onthe fells, no trace remains of whatwas done so long ago,but its name has endured.They call it -The Wardstone.
Chapter 1A Seventh Son
When the Spook arrived, the light was already beginning to fail. It had been a long, hard day and I was ready for my supper.‘You’re sure he’s a seventh son?’ he asked. He was looking down at me and shaking his head doubtfully.Dad nodded.‘And you were a seventh son too?’Dad nodded again and started stamping his feet impatiently, splattering my breeches with droplets of brown mud and manure. The rain was dripping from the peak of his cap. It had been raining for most of the month. There were new leaves on the trees but the spring weather was a long time coming.My dad w
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