"Brooks, Terry - Heritage 01 - The Scions of Shannara" - читать интересную книгу автора (Brooks Terry)

already coleing about the castle. The shadows were already flit-
ting close. The ancient fortress began to crack and crumble,
stone and mortar giving way as if caught in a vise. The earth
shuddered and screams lifted from the humans become animals.
Fire erupted out of the earth, splitting apart the mountain on
which Paranor sat and then the castle itself. Wailing filled the

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air, the sound of one bereft of the only hope that had remained
to him. The old man recognized the wailing as his own.

Then the images were gone. He stood again before the Hades-
hom, in the shadow of the Dragon's Teeth, alone with the shade
of Allanon. In spite of his resolve, he was shaking.

The shade pointed at him.

ЧIt will be as I have shown you if the dreams are ignored. It
will be so if you fail to act. You must help. Go to themЧthe
boy, the girl, and the Dark Uncle. Tell them the dreams are real.
Tell them to come to me here on the first night of the new moon
when the present cycle is complete. I will speak with them thenЧ

The old man frowned and muttered and worried his lower
lip. His fingers once more drew tight the drawstrings to the
pouch, and he shoved it back into his belt. "I will do so because
there is no one else!" he said finally, spitting out the words in
distaste. "But do not expect. . . !"

ЧOnly go to them. Nothing more is required. Nothing more
will be asked. GoЧ

The shade of Allanon shimmered brightly and disappeared.
The light faded, and the valley was empty again. The old man
stood looking out over the still waters of the lake for a moment,
then turned away.

The fire he had left behind still burned on his return, but it
was small now and frail-looking against the night. The old man
stared absently at the flames, then hunkered down before them.
He stirred at the ashes already forming and listened to the si-
lence of his thoughts.

The boy, the girl, and the Dark UncleЧhe knew them. They
were the Shannara children, the ones who could save them all,
the ones who could bring back the magic. He shook his grizzled
head. How was he to convince them? If they would not heed
Allanon, what chance that they would heed him?