"Eddings, David - Belgariad 0 - Belgarath the Sorcerer" - читать интересную книгу автора (Eddings David)

"I know that, Belgarath, but this seems different somehow. I get the
feeling that this isn't something that's happened before. This seems
like something new to me. This has been a very special night. UL
himself blessed it. Has that ever happened before?"

"Not that I know of," the old sorcerer conceded.

"Maybe this is something new. If it is, it's going to make things a
little strange for us."

"How's that?" Garion asked.

"The nice thing about repetitions is that you sort of know what to
expect. If everything did stop when the "accident" happened, and now
it's all moving again, we'll be breaking into new territory."

"Won't the prophecies give us some clues?"

Belgarath shook his head.

"No. The last passage in the Mrin Codex reads,

"And there shall come a great light, and in that light shall that which
was broken be healed, and interrupted Purpose shall proceed again, as
was from the beginning intended." All the other prophecies end in more
or less the same way. The Ashabine Oracles even use almost exactly the
same words. Once that light reached Korim, we were on our own."

"Will there be a new set of prophecies now?" Durnik asked.

"Next time you see Eriond, why don't you ask him? He's the one in
charge now." Belgarath sighed.

"I don't think we'll be involved in any new ones, though. We've done
what we were supposed to do." He smiled just a bit wryly.

"To be perfectly frank about it, I'm just as glad to pass it on. I'm
getting a little old to be rushing out to save the world.

It was an interesting career right at first, but it gets exhausting
after the first six or eight times."

"That'd be quite a story," Durnik said.

"What would?"

"Everything you've been through--saving the world, fighting Demons,
pushing the Gods around, things like that."