"Debra Doyle & James D. MacDonald - School of Wizardry" - читать интересную книгу автора (Doyle Debra)reflections danced on the surface of the water. Under the
lights, the water was dark . . . No, wait. I see some color, Randal thought. GreenтАФit was deep green, rich as a field after a summer rain, bright as a jewel. The patch of green spread until it covered the bottom of the bowl. Randal saw that the color was the bright green of close-cropped turf, and across the turf hooves were pounding, the hooves of black horses. Time passed while Madoc's deep voice rose and fell in meaningless words, and the black horses continued to gallop without sound against the field of green. The wizard uttered one final harsh syllable. The picture vanished, leaving Randal staring into the empty dish. He shook his head and looked up. Madoc was standing beside him, and the others in the great hall were gazing at the kilted northerner with expressions ranging from amusement to barely concealed awe. Randal's hands shook. This hadn't been like watching the display of colored lights; this time, the magic had called to something within him, and something had answered. At a nod from Lord Alyen, Randal returned the platter to the noise in the hall grew louder, Randal nudged his cousin and whispered, "Did you see it?" He waited, still shaking a little, for the answerтАФ he didn't know what had happened, but he knew he had to find out if his cousin had seen the same vision. What if he hadn't, Randal wondered. What if nobody else saw it but Madoc . . . or what if nobody saw it but me? But Walter only gave him an odd look. "See what? Were you daydreaming again?" He didn't see anything, thought Randal. And I did. The knowledge made him uneasy; he didn't know what it meant, but he knew it was important. Aloud, he said only, "I guess I wasn't paying attention. What happened?" "What else is new?" asked Walter. "All right . . . the wizard gave a little speech about everybody here. You should have seen Sir Palamon grin when the wizard told him he was going to be in a battle that would gain him fame enough to last to the end of his days." Randal wasn't so sure that was a good fortuneтАФ not without a prediction of just how many those days were going to |
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