"Alan Dean Foster - Humanx 1 - Midworld" - читать интересную книгу автора (Foster Alan Dean)

Ruumahum turned his gaze back to the distant
leafleather canopy and the chanting humans beneath.
"I study Man," he murmured. "Go to sleep, cubling."

Muf considered, then crept up close to the massive
adult and likewise stared down toward the fire. After

a pause, he looked up questioningly. "What are they
doing?"

"I am not certain," Ruumahum replied. "I believe
in some ways they are trying to become like the
brethren ... like us."

"Us? Us?" Muf coughed comically in the rain and

sat back on his several haunches. "But I thought

we strive to become like the persons?"
"So it is believed. Now, go to sleep, shoot!"


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"Please, old one, I am confused. If Man is trying

to become like us and we are trying to become like

ManтАФthen who is right?"

"You ask many questions, cub, you do not fully
understand. How can you expect to understand the
answer? The answer is . . . That-Which-Is-Sought, a
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meeting, a conjoinment, a concatenation, an inter-
woven web."
"I see," whispered Muf, not seeing at all. "What

will happen when that is achieved?"

"I do not know," Ruumahum replied, looking back
to the fire. "None of the brethren know, but we
seek it anyway. Besides, Man finds us interesting and
useful and believes himself master. The brethren find