"Maggie Furey - Shadowleague 1 - The Heart of Myrial" - читать интересную книгу автора (Furey Maggie)

indication of how bad things have become. The systems seem to be breaking
down everywhere.тАЭ
тАЬNo good word has reached me from any of the air-dwellers,тАЭ Thirishri put
in. тАЬIn the lands to the north, the Skyfolk have been all but annihilated by
the AkтАЩZahar. We have heard nothing from the Angels for some timeтАжтАЭ
Her tones held a slight edge of accusation.
The Gaeorn reared up, bristling and hissing. тАЬIt has nothing to do with
usтАФwe have too many problems of our own to make war upon our ancient
foes. Since the Curtain Walls that form the boundaries to our lands have
started to weaken, our realm, like Callisiora, is suffering from unremitting
rain. Our tunnels are flooded, and many have perished. Though our prey live
on the surface, a great number of the animals have drowned, or died of
starvation or disease, and food is becoming increasingly scarce. If we of the
Shadowleague do not find the remedy soon for what ails our poor world,
then I fear all will be lost.тАЭ
тАЬDrought is the curse of Fel Karivit,тАЭ the Alva put in. тАЬThe Curtain Walls on
our eastern borders have been failing for some time, nowтАФmostly in the
area where we adjoin the desert lands of the Dragonfolk. The two weather
systems, once kept apart by the Walls, have merged, with terrible
consequences for both lands. The Dragons starve because their skies are
clouding and their lands are wreathed in mists as our precious moisture
seeps into their air. Our homes are crumbling in the hot, dry atmosphere
from their desert, and the Dierkan can no longer grow their crops to feed
us.тАЭ She was referring to the lowly insect slave-race, bred by the lordly and
powerful Alvai to serve them. тАЬAlready, it is whispered that some of our
people are eating their Dierkan slaves. Our race is sinking back into
barbarism. Who knows where it will end if this is permitted to continue?тАЭ
тАЬThe Curtain Walls continue to deteriorate,тАЭ the Afanc said. тАЬIn the seas,
they have already broken down. Kyrre of the Dobarchu came upriver
yestereve with grave tidings from the Leviathan and the DelfiniтАжтАЭ
тАЬWhat?тАЭ Cergorn said sharply. тАЬWhy was I not told at once? I have been

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expecting her tidings long enoughтАФ why did she not come straight to me,
Bastiar?тАЭ The otter-like Dobarchu, swift and accomplished travelers, were
normally extremely dependable couriers.
The Afanc shook its head gravely. тАЬThe delay is my fault, Archimandrite. I
found her by the lakeshore last night, barely conscious through exhaustion.
She has been wounded in many places, and her thick pelt was all that saved
her from being seriously burned. She was too fatigued and distraught to do
more than sketch the bare details, and I took her to the Healers. This
morning, they decided to let her rest a little longer before speaking to you. I
suspect that lately she has witnessed unspeakable atrocities.тАЭ
Cergorn gritted his teeth and reminded himself that the Afanc, with a life
span of several centuries, possessed far more patience than his shorter-lived
colleagues. тАЬCan you give us the bones of her news?тАЭ
The Afanc bobbed its head in assent. тАЬIn some places, Myrial itself is
beginning to stir uneasily in its sleep. In the Antaean sea a new volcano is