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Название книги: The Spook’s nightmare
Автор(ы): Joseph Delaney
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Spook_s-nightmare-147931.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 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 W ARDSTONE.The Spook, Alice and I were crossing the Long Ridge on our way back to Chipenden, with the three wolfhounds, Claw, Blood and Bone, barking excitedly at our heels.The first part of the climb had been pleasant enough. It had rained all afternoon but was now a clear, cloud-less late autumn evening with just a slight chilly breeze ruffling our hair: perfect weather for walking. I remember thinking how peaceful it all seemed.But at the summit a big shock awaited us. There was dark smoke far to the north beyond the fells. It looked like Caster was burning. Had the war finally reached us? I wond
Название книги: The Spook’s nightmare
Автор(ы): Joseph Delaney
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Spook_s-nightmare-147931.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 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 W ARDSTONE.The Spook, Alice and I were crossing the Long Ridge on our way back to Chipenden, with the three wolfhounds, Claw, Blood and Bone, barking excitedly at our heels.The first part of the climb had been pleasant enough. It had rained all afternoon but was now a clear, cloud-less late autumn evening with just a slight chilly breeze ruffling our hair: perfect weather for walking. I remember thinking how peaceful it all seemed.But at the summit a big shock awaited us. There was dark smoke far to the north beyond the fells. It looked like Caster was burning. Had the war finally reached us? I wond
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