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

seemed positively eerie. Great jagged cliffs reared up on either side, and the
track, climbing more steeply than ever, had narrowed to a winding thread
between two dark, unyielding walls. Because of the steeper gradient, Veldan
slid off KazтАЩs back and went ahead on foot, with the Seer behind her. The
firedrake brought up the rear, for the larger Dragon was having difficulty
squeezing through the narrow places in the track. If he became trapped, he
would need KazтАЩs help to free himself.
An icy gale came rushing down the narrow gap, bringing with it rain squalls
hard as hailstones, as though water and air had been compressed between
two giant hands. The wind moaned and screamed as it tore through the
constricted space, and the lament was echoed and reechoed by the cliffs
above. It could have been the wailing of all the lost souls who had lost their
lives in this hazardous place.
тАЬBat crap!тАЭ KazтАЩs sharp thought made her flinch. тАЬForget about lost souls,
BossтАФunless you want to join them. Worry about the water instead. CanтАЩt
you hear it?тАЭ
Only then did the Loremaster realize that the sounds sheтАЩd been hearing
were not all due to the restless wind.
Below the shriek of the gale, there was a deeper, hollow roar. Veldan
muttered a savage curse. Somewhere up ahead, a deluge of floodwater was
racing down the narrow trail from the plateau above. At any moment, a great
wall of water would come thundering down the track and sweep them all
awayтАж
тАЬTchaaaa!тАЭ KazтАЩs scornful snort almost made her jump out of her skin.
тАЬHonestтАФyou and your imagination! Your brain is rusting in this rain. We
wonтАЩt be swept anywhere, sweetie. If a flash flood comes down here, our big
friend will stick like a cork in a bottle. YouтАЩll get nothing worse than a
bruise or two and a soaking, and meтАФwell, I doubt IтАЩll even get my toes
wet!тАЭ
The firedrake snickered, and Veldan sighed. The Dragon was between them,
so Kaz was too far away to hitтАФand anyway, as she knew from bitter
experience and a vast collection of bruised toes and skinned knuckles, her
blows had no effect on his scaly hide, just as her threats and protests made
no impression on his scathing tongue and wicked sense of humor. Though
he often called her тАЬBoss,тАЭ their partnership was founded on equality and
mutual respectтАФhe only used the word as a kind of pet name, to boost her


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confidence when she was feeling low. Exasperating as he was, she loved
him dearly.
They had reached a part of the pass where the crags to the right of the
cutting sloped back from the road at a less acute angle. Far above the trail,
the last of the pinewoods clung precariously to the precipitous gradient.
Even now, some of them were leaning at odd angles as the soil was
gradually washed away from between their roots by the incessant rain.
Veldan shuddered. The place was a death trap. How long would it be before
the landslides started?