"02 - Infinity's Shore" - читать интересную книгу автора (Brin David)

"Though in body and in mind,
We are timidly inclined,
And anything but blind,
To the danger that's behind-

{tarantara, tarantara]
{tarantara!]

{tarantara, tarantara]
{tarantara!]"

While his steed bounds ahead, new aches join the background music of his life-raw, chafed thighs and a bruised spine that jars with each pounding hoofbeat.

taranta, taranta, taranta-tara
taranta, taranta, taranta-tara

Guilt nags him with a sense of duties unfulfilled, and he grieves over the likely fate of his new friends on Jijo, now that their hidden colony has been discovered. And yet . . .

{tarantara, tarantara]
{tarantara!]

His friends grin-this has happened before.

"Yet, when the danger's near,
We manage to appear,
As insensible to fear,
As anybody here,

As an-y-bo-dy here!"

Sara laughs, joining the refrain, and even the dour urrish escorts stretch their long necks to lisp along.

"Yet, when the danger's near,
We manage to appear,
As insensible to fear,
As anybody here,
As anybody here!"

{tarantara, tarantara)
{tarantara!}"



PART ONE

EACH OF THE SOONER RACES making up the Commons of Jijo tells its own unique story, passed down from generation to generation, explaining why their ancestors surrendered godlike powers and risked terrible penalties to reach this far place--skulking in sneakships past Institute patrols, robot guardians, and Zang globules. Seven waves of sinners, each coming to plant their outlaw seed on a world that had been declared off limits to settlement. A world set aside to rest and recover in peace, but for the likes of us.

The g'Kek arrived first on this land we call the Slope between misty mountains and the sacred sea-hall a million years alter the last legal tenants--the Buyur--departed Jijo.