"Brian Jacques - Redwall 08 - The Outcast Of Redwall" - читать интересную книгу автора (Jacques Brian)

I met with six weasels one warm summer night,

And I feared for my life I'd be beaten and slain,

But their faces were fearful, all ashen with fright,

They jibbered and whimpered like they were insane.

"O save us, preserve us, O hide us from him,

The one with the mark of the sun on his face,

hi one paw he carries a great hornbeam limb.

He's the Warrior Lord they call Sunflash the Mace!"

Of a sudden the earth seemed to tremble and shake,

And the verminous weasels passed out in a swoon,

As he came like the wind, with a hawk in his wake,

There he stood strong and tall 'neath the moon.

I'll never forget what he told me that night,
While he looked at the weasels, stretched out where they

fell.

"You're a very brave beast to down six in one fight, For a small baby dormouse
you've done very well!"

But as more seasons passed and time went on, things did not quite turn out as'
Skarlath had said they would. Swartt Sixclaw had tracked them as predicted,
and Sunflash and his friend worried them, striking at them many times. Each
attack was successful, and the ferret lost quite a few of his vermin to the
lightning strikes of Sunflash. But Swartt was no fool. The realization of the
badger's guerrilla tactics came home to him one sunny morning in low hill
country to the north of Mossflower Woods. Two vermin whom he valued highly,
Spurhakk the stoat and Bulfie, a ferret like himself, both hardened and
skillful warriors, had vanished overnight. Swartt sat

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