"Mercedes Lackey & Ellen Guon - Knights of Ghosts and Shadows" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lackey Mercedes)

collective head, there ain't much you can do about it. Not
when they've got all the money, all the pull they need to
make whoever owned the land sell it. Possession being
nine-tenths . . . and I know I saw surveyors out here
Friday.

General depression piled on personal depression.
/ don't know if I want to stick around and see this place
turn into another shrine to McDonald's and Sears Roe-
buck. Maybe this is a good time to move on.
Maureen sure wouldn't mind seeing me leave LA.
Eric sighed and continued walking, dodging three
drunken travelers, two guys in shorts and T-shirts, each
carrying stacked paper beer cups, at least fifteen eachтАФ
and keeping their balance despite the added burden of the
third member of their party, slung over one guy's shoul-
der, out cold.

No wonder he's DOA. Their blood must he at least sixty
proof. He felt sorry for the Security guy, trying to push

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the three in the direction of the Faire exit. Not my idea of
a fun job.

The Wood loomed before him now, oak branches curv-
ing overhead to create thick darkness beneath. Dark and
forbidding, to anybody who didn't know it.

But it was as familiar as an old friend to Eric, who'd
played there for years: on the Wood Stage, and on the
streets filled with travelers and Faire folk.

His pace slowed, and he felt a pang, thinking about how
this would all go under a bulldozer's blade. God, but I
love this place. It's the only place I've ever really felt at


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homeтАФeven when I want to escape from everything, there's
that grove, hidden at the edge of the Fairesite . . .

It occurred to him that since Irish Hill was occupied, he
might want to play there for a while tonight, just get
away from everybody and everything and play until he
couldn't think or feel anything anymore . . .