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Название книги: Way Station
Автор(ы): Clifford Simak
Жанр: Научная Фантастика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Way-Station-198738.html
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The noise was ended now. The smoke drifted like thin, gray wisps of fog above the tortured earth and the shattered fences and the peach trees that had been whittled into toothpicks by the cannon fire. For a moment silence, if not peace, fell upon those few square miles of ground where just a while before men had screamed and torn at one another in the frenzy of old hate and had contended in an ancient striving and then had fallen apart, exhausted.For endless time, it seemed, there had been belching thunder rolling from horizon to horizon and the gouted earth that had spouted in the sky and the screams of horses and the hoarse bellowing of men; the whistling of metal and the thud when the whistle ended; the flash of searing fire and the brightness of the steel; the bravery of the colors snapping in the battle wind.Then it all had ended and there was a silence.But silence was an alien note that held no right upon this field or day, and it was broken by the whimper and the pain, the cry for water, and the pr
Название книги: Way Station
Автор(ы): Clifford Simak
Жанр: Научная Фантастика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Way-Station-198738.html
1
The noise was ended now. The smoke drifted like thin, gray wisps of fog above the tortured earth and the shattered fences and the peach trees that had been whittled into toothpicks by the cannon fire. For a moment silence, if not peace, fell upon those few square miles of ground where just a while before men had screamed and torn at one another in the frenzy of old hate and had contended in an ancient striving and then had fallen apart, exhausted.For endless time, it seemed, there had been belching thunder rolling from horizon to horizon and the gouted earth that had spouted in the sky and the screams of horses and the hoarse bellowing of men; the whistling of metal and the thud when the whistle ended; the flash of searing fire and the brightness of the steel; the bravery of the colors snapping in the battle wind.Then it all had ended and there was a silence.But silence was an alien note that held no right upon this field or day, and it was broken by the whimper and the pain, the cry for water, and the pr
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