"Books - David Eddings - Belgarath the Sorcerer" - читать интересную книгу автора (Eddings David)

his presence and the familiar surroundings of the tower.

Each of us had his own chair, and we normally sat around a long table,
discussing the events of the day and then moving on to more wide
ranging topics. I don't know that we solved any of the world's
problems with those eclectic conversations, but that's not really why
we held them.

We needed to be together during that troubled time, and we needed the
calm that always pervaded that familiar room at the top of the tower.
For one thing, the light there was somehow different from the light in
our own towers. The fact that our Master didn't bother with firewood
might have had something to do with that. The fire on his hearth
burned because he wanted it to burn, and it continued to burn whether
he fed it or not. Our chairs were large and comfortable and made of
dark, polished wood, and the room was neat and uncluttered. Aldur
stored his things in some unimaginable place, and they came to him when
he called them rather than lying about collecting dust.

Our evening gatherings continued for six months or so, and they helped
us to gather our wits and to ward off the nightmares that haunted our
sleep.

Sooner or later, one of us was bound to ask the question, and as it
turned out, it was Beltira.

"What started it all, Master?" he asked reflectively.

"This goes back much farther than what's been happening recently,
doesn't it?"

You'll notice that Durnik wasn't the first to be curious about
beginnings.

Aldur looked gravely at the gentle Alorn shepherd.

"It doth indeed, Beltira--farther back then thou canst possibly
imagine. Once, when the universe was all new and long before my
brothers and I came into being, an event occurred that had not been
designed to occur, and it was that event which divided the purpose of
all things."

"An accident then, Master?" Beldin surmised.

"A most apt term, my son," Aldur complimented him.

"Like all things, the stars are born; they exist for a certain time;
and then they die.

The "accident" of which we speak came about when a star died in a place