"Jim Farris - Mage 6 - The Game of the Gods" - читать интересную книгу автора (Farris Jim)

A dream... I could feel it... The world was dark fog, swirling about my feet, clouding my mind...
Whispers... Endless whispers in a language I did not understand...




"Sister... Please..."




Someone called... A vague memory... A memory of a demon, a monster from hell. Glowing red eyes,
breath of smoke and fire... I felt my heart pound in fear.




"Are you alright, my dear?" a man's voice called.
 The sudden snap of awareness. I blinked, wiping my eyes. The comforting familiarity of the cabin
surrounded me, the gentle rocking of the ship reassuring me. I shook my head. "It was the dream, again,
master. The terrible, frightening dream..."




Master stroked his beard as he gazed at me, then nodded, gesturing over me as he murmured quietly.
Again, the warmth of his sorcery filled me with softness. "There. Can you remember it now?"




"No, master. It is gone. Thank you," I replied, and smiled.




"Good, good. We've only a few more weeks until landfall, my dear, let's not have you drifting off
again."




"I'll try not to, master," I replied, then looked to him hopefully. "Master, do you think I truly can be
cured of these terrible nightmares?"




My master smiled kindly. "Oh, yes, my dear, I most certainly do. In time, you will forget you even had
them."