"Glass,.James.C.-.Shanji" - читать интересную книгу автора (Glass James C)

carpet, his face expressionless. "Shan, bring me the woman's
blade. It must appear that she somehow fell on it."

Shan appeared, handing over the knife and looking down at her
with barely controlled lust in his eyes.

"Now go, all of you. I do not wish an audience for this."

"Yes, Mengmoshu," said Shan. "We will walk slowly, so you can
catch up. You cannot control the mind of a shizi,"

"I will follow," said Mengmoshu, and Toregene heard the crunch of
footsteps going away from the trees. Mengmoshu turned his head
to watch them leave, then knelt at her feet and stuck her knife into
the ground there. He loosened the thong at her waist and pulled
down her pants, but she felt no cold, no physical sensation of any
kind, her body numb while her mind screamed in agony and
shame. He untied her ankles, then removed her pants, and spread
her legs to receive him, for she wore no undergarments.

Eyes fixed on hers, the Searcher loosened his own pants and
pulled them down before leaning over her, face close. He raised
her hips and thrust himself into her, but still she felt nothing.

"I feel your terror as if it is my own, but there is a purpose here," he
whispered. "Now, listen to me." He began to rock rhythmically, and
she heard his voice, yet now his lips did not move.

I do not follow any Gods, but obey the spoken will of my ancestors.
If the Gods exist, then I pray they have brought you to me at the
proper time in your cycle. What I do is a test of the Gods, and I risk
damnation in shaming you, but there are those of us who hear the
voice of our First Mother, those of us who work for one, undivided
people on Shanji, united in purpose and in blood. I am bred
Moshuguang, the magic light, the chosen of the Emperor. And I
give my seed to the Tumatsin to create those people, and perhaps
. . . something greater. NowЧnowЧnow!

Mengmoshu rocked furiously, and grunted with sudden release,
sweat beading his forehead while she lay beneath him, still feeling
nothing. He withdrew from her, pulled up his pants and sighed. He
leaned over her closely, and whispered, "In a moment I will be
gone. You mustЧ"

"Mengmoshu, aren't you finished yet? You should not walk alone
on a moonless night."

It was Shan's voice, a loud whisper, and not far away.

Mengmoshu was startled, his aura flashing blue. "I gave you a