"Nancy Holder - Highlander - Measure of a Man" - читать интересную книгу автора (Holder Nancy)and remembered it all, as clearly as if it had happened yesterday ...
which in some ways, it had, for time for an Immortal is not what it is for mortals. It is compressed, expanded, distorted, and put in compartments so that one does not go mad with so much remembering. But these memories, the memories of Machiavelli, were brilliant and vivid, like gaudy and desperate Venice herself. As shimmering and unforgettable as the beautiful women he had loved with the brute energy of youth in those early years of eternal life: Debra, Terezia, Maria Angelina. Maria Angelina ... OPENING: King's Gambit Venice, 1655 for a man who strives after goodness in all his acts is sure to eome to ruin, sinee there are so many men who are notgood." -Niccolo Machiavelli, THE Prinee The Protector was a fine, well-armed brigantine decorated at the stern given her name to flatter Oliver Cromwell, the Great Protector of England, who had lopped off the head of the rightful king and sent his son and successor scurrying to France. The world was in a deplorable state: kings murdered; wars lasting for thirty years; Turks growing beautiful women like tobacco on farms to placate their savage sexual appetites; plagues that killed more than all the century's wars and the incompetent, small-minded men who sat on most of the thrones of Europe combined. On top of all that, the poseur, Cromwell, wanted to readmit Jews into England. Burlingame snorted with disbelief. But a maD could count on safe passage. Honor still existed. So, while Lord Axthur's ship plied the perilous Mediteff anean on a peace mission sanctioned by the Signory of the Most Serene Republic of Venice, he kept his safe-passage confidently locked inside the strongbox beneath his bed. Nevertheless, in the dead of night and without warning, the Venetians attacked him. "MacLeod!" His name was a shriek as the Highlander awoke; he was but an hour off |
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