"Avatar 2" - читать интересную книгу автора (Avatar)"And 'we' were also part of the Hundred, Laas," Odo said. "The Founders sent
us out to seek and discover, to find and learn, in the hope that we would bring knowledge back to them. I've come home knowing that the solids are neither inferior nor evil, they're just not like us. Peace is possible." Urged by feeling, Odo got to his feet, facing Laas. "This is the knowledge I've brought home to the Great Link, that I was sent away for. Shouldn't I be permitted to show them how things really are?" "Your 'knowledge' is being heard," Laas said, his pity turned to resignation, his voice heavy with it. "That the solids deserve our respect. You introduce this to us when we've lost so much by their hands . . . but we still listen, because we are Linked with you. All of this the Link does for you, and still you plead for them." Odo turned away, looking up and away from Laas and the shimmering gold sea, looking into the sky. Laas stepped from the rock and was gone. They would listen. They would learn. Odo saw stars, pale in the dark and faraway, and thought of Nerys. He was concerned for her. She was the reason that he was here, she was how he knew that the Link was wrong, and she was out there now, dealing with what he'd set in motion. Events that might eventually provide evidence for his cause, for he'd ever known, but he couldn't foresee all the possible consequences of his actions. Odo sat down again, leaning back against a raised formation of rock so he could keep looking at the sky. He could only keep telling the truth; he would have to wait for news. 1 After Ro left, Kira sat down, staring at the book and its translation, feeling strangely numb. It was almost as though Reyla's murder had triggered a chain of miseries, as though the man who had killed her had introduced chaos and disaster to them all. Within the last three days, Reyla's murder, then the Jem'Hadar attack. Now the Federation is coming, weapons ready, we've got a Jem'Hadar locked up who says that Odo sent him here on a mission of peace . . . and now this. As unhappy and tired as she was, the thought almost made her smile, a giddy reaction to the unlikely summary of events. It sounded ludicrous, the details and circumstances only adding to the implausibility of it all. Yes, and people have died. |
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