"Brooks, Terry - Shannara short story" - читать интересную книгу автора (Brooks Terry)

Dear Shannara fans:

We are pleased to present you with an original, never-before published
Shannara short story by Terry Brooks. Inspired by the new novel, THE
VOYAGE OF JERLE SHANNARA: ILSE WITCH, this stand-alone tale features a
classic Shannara character in an exciting adventure created
exclusively by the author for YOU his online readers.

Enjoy!

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The shade of Allanon did not answer Walker at once, but remained
silent and unresponsive, hovering like a dark cloud over the roiling
waters of the Hadeshorn, all size and blackness against the starlit
sky. Steam sprayed from the lake surface in sharp geysers, as if the
dead trapped below were seeking to catch anew the breath of life. The
moon was down, hidden behind the peaks that cupped the valley, a wary
passerby on its way towards morning. Where he knelt at the water's
edge, solitary and motionless, silence cloaked the shattered
landscape.

Walker blinked away the droplets that clung to his eyelids. In the
midst of ghosts that found blind release in the legendary Valley of
Shale, he must remember to see clearly. It occurred to him that coming
here was a mistake, that asking for help from the dead was foolish.
What help they offered was forever couched in obscure references and
double meanings, words that fostered confusion rather than
understanding. Better to know nothing than to be misled by false
interpretation. Yet whom else could he turn to besides the shade? If
even a tiny glimmering of understanding could come from their meeting
this night, he must not pass it by.

Allanon stirred within his spectral trappings, cowled head inclining
slightly towards the supplicant.

-Ask what you would of me-

Walker stared fixedly into the blackness of the cowl, into the void
that opened through it. "I have been shown a way to return the Druids
to the Four Lands, to rebuild the Council at Paranor, and to bring to
pass all that Galaphile hoped to achieve in the rebirth of
civilization so many years ago. A map of another land had disclosed
magic born out of the Old World. The magic is the key. But the way to
the magic is uncertain and marked with dangerous twists and turns. It
requires a journey to an unknown land. It requires great risk of me
and of those who will go with me. I would know more of what to