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

I smiled broadly. "Thank you master."




"You're welcome. Now, rise, Sasha, and get to work on breakfast for us."




"Yes, master," I replied, bowing my head.
 Prologue II - Hammer and Forge.




"Mungim, I do yet smell flowers again," I said, my hands to the wooden sides of the tiny palanquin. A
stout box of wood, borne by four of my nephews, there was a small cloth window to each side to let air
flow freely through. I could not see it, of course, and for that I was very glad. The blindfold I wore
protected me from the worst of it, but not all.




"Aye," Mungim replied. "We be yet quite near the lands o' Eddas Ayar, and the wind do shift to bring
the scent o' his trees to us. It be late spring, most o' the flowers be gone now, but some do yet remain."




"I do feel a shift again... We do yet go down?"




"Aye, we did take the turning some minutes past, we be 'pon the road that do lead to his tower. The
road do yet go down into the valley along the hill-slope, then it do make a bend and then it do run past
the door o' his tower."




"And there be those sounds again... More birds?"
 "Aye. There be many birds 'pon these lands, they do nest and frolic in the trees. Wait, now... There.
Did ye yet hear that?"