"Godwin, Parke - Snake Oil 02 - The Snake Oil Wars, or Scheherazade Ginsberg Strikes Again (b)" - читать интересную книгу автора (Godwin Parker)

"Coyly?" Wagner's ego bristled. No more was she perfection's glass, She even
spoke with Coyul's clipped auslander accent. "You are a friend of that spiritual
gargoyle?"

"I am in the right place," Purji bubbled. "More than friends, I've been in love
with him since school. Eons in your time."

"There is no accounting for passion,"

"Well, consistency at least. Passion is only a moment, but-" The rest of Purji's
sentiment was lost in a yelp of surprise as a tremendous detonation rocked their
tree and tumbled them from the limb to the ground. From somewhere beyond
Wagner's schwarzwald, brownish smoke rose in an ominous plume from unseen
destruction. The retired goddess appeared more vindicated than alarmed.

"I see you have an advanced concept of politics. Would you be a kind gentleman
and direct me to Coyly?"

Shaken, Wagner did not attempt to get up, merely waved Purji toward the rising
mushroom of smoke. "That way, frau Just follow the debris,"


Downturns in the deity line

Purji read Coyul's unmistakable energy very near but weak, Finding him would be
a problem, The remnants of the salon were unpleasantly Ruid, vacillating
queasily between matter and energy, The destruction reminded Purji of holy wars
on Keljia, Walls, furniture and smaller objects were rubbled together in an
architectural salad dressed with a blackish-pink substance she would rather not
dwell on,

"My poor Coyul,"

From somewhere nearby, a woozy voice responded, "Uh . , yes?,,

"COOT, Purji cast about anxiously, "Where are you?"

"Sort of all over, Could you sift around a bit?"

Purji found him in installments, this bit pureed over a section of wall, that
scattered on the floor, torso neatly processed through up ended piano strings in
the egalitarian manner of an egg dicer. Under a light fall of first edition
pages from a splintered bookcase, Purji discovered Coyul's head. "Darling!"



"Purji" The mild blue eyes peered at her foggily, trying to focus. "I felt you
near, couldn't think how, George? Hello?'