"Mike Jefferies - Loremaster 3 - Shadow light" - читать интересную книгу автора (Jefferies Mike)Breakmaster fell to his knees, the battlecoat clutched in his
utstretched hands. 'Lord,' he cried, tears coursing down his cheeks, 'I asked for nothing but to love you, and to serve you all my days against the Nightbeasts. There was no ambition for such a treasure, such a beautiful gift.' King Holbian smiled, putting his ancient hand on the horseman's shoulder. 'I know it,' he whispered, 'and without your love and loyalty I would have perished long ago in the ruins of the Granite City beneath the Nightbeasts' shadows. The gift is given and cannot be taken back. Go now and prepare Beacon Light for me. Let me come to her this last time proud, and sure of my purpose. Go, true friend, go.' Breakmaster rose, blinking away his tears, and stepped backwards into the shadows. 7 'Use it well,' called out the King. 'When Elundium is safe once more, ride out into the morning sunlight and listen to the sweet music in the battlecoat's weave and remember how we stood side by side and laughed at the Nightbeasts' shadows. Remember then our greatest moments.' and stepping back to the King, 'Nevian, the Master of Magic, counselled me to put the coat about your shoulders to keep you warm and safe on our dark flight from the ruins of the Granite City. Surely you should keep it close about your shoulders?' King Holbian laughed, a soft light glowing in his eyes. 'Our flight from the Nightbeasts is over, Breakmaster. If Thanehand fails against the Nightmare, Krulshards, it will be here upon the Causeway Field that the last moments of sunlight will shine in all Elundium - here beneath the walls of Underfall. For this was foretold long ago in my youth and not even the power of magic or music in the steelsilver can stop what must unfold.' Breakmaster nodded dumbly and retreated into the shadows to prepare Beacon Light for the daylight yet to dawn. 'Be proud,' shouted the King as Breakmaster hurried away, 'for we kept the light and the people of Elundium safe through the darkest hours.' Angishand, Thane's mother, moved quickly through the dense huddle of city folk, urging them to keep close to the |
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