"Philip Jose Farmer - WOT 2 - The Gates of Creation" - читать интересную книгу автора (Farmer Phillip Jose)

one man who was capable of filling his shoes and whom he could trust. That was Kickaha (born Paul
Janus Finnegan in Terre Haute, Indiana, Earth). It was Kickaha who had given him the horn that had
enabled him to get back into this world.

Kickaha had given him the indispensable help that had permitted him to regain his Lordship.

The horn!

With that, he would be able to track down Urizen's world and gain entrance to it! He strode across
the chrysoprase floor to the wall and swung down a section of the wall, carved in the semblance of
a giant eagless of this planet. He stopped and gasped with shock. The hiding place no longer had a
horn to hide. The hollowed out part in which the horn had lain was empty.

So, Urizen had not only taken Chryseis but he had stolen the an-cient Horn of Shambarimen.

So be it. Wolff would weep over Chryseis but he would spend no time in useless mourning for an
artifact, no matter how treasured.

He walked swiftly through the halls, noting that none of the alarms were triggered. All slept as
if this were just another day in the quiet but happy times since Wolff had regained possession of
the pal-ace on top of the world. He could not help shivering. He had always feared his father. Now
that he had such evidence of his father's vast powers, he dreaded him even more. But he did not
fear to go after him. He would track him down and kill him or die trying.

In one of the colossal control rooms, he seated himself before a pagoda-shaped console. He set a
control which would automatically bring him, in sequence, views of all the places on this planet
where he had set videos. There were ten thousand of these on each of the four lower levels,
disguised as rocks or trees. They had been placed to allow him to see what was happening in
various key areas. For two hours he sat while the screen flashed views. Then, knowing that he
could be there for several days, he plugged in the eidolon of Kickaha and left the viewer. Now, if
Kickaha were seen, the screen would lock on the scene and an alarm would notify Wolff.

He placed ten more consoles in operation. These automatically began to scan throughout the cosmos
of the "parallel" universes to detect and identify them. The records were seventy years old, so it
was to be presumed that universes created since then would swell the known number of one thousand
and eight. It was these that Wolff was interested in. Urizen no longer lived in the original one
of Gardazrintah, where Wolff had been raised with many of his brothers, sisters, and cousins. In
fact, Urizen, who grew tired of entire worlds as swiftly as a spoiled child became weary with new
toys, had moved three tunes since leaving Gardazrintah. And the chances were that he was now in a
fourth and this last one had to be identified and pene-trated.

Even when all had been recorded, he could not be sure that his fa-ther's universe was located. If
a universe were entirely sealed off, it was undetectable. A universe could be found only through
the "gates," each of which gave off a unique frequency. If Urizen wanted to make it really
difficult for Wolff to find him, he could set up an on-off-on gate. This would open at regular
intervals or at random times, depending upon Urizen's choice. And if it happened not to open at
the time that Wolff's scanner was searching that "parallel corridor," it would not be detected. As
far as the scanners were con-cerned, that area would be an "empty" one.

However, Urizen wanted him to come after him and so should not make it too difficult or impossible