"Ann Maxwell - Fire Dancer 3 - Dancer's Illusion" - читать интересную книгу автора (Maxwell Ann)Hastily, the snake shifted to create Senyas vocal apparatus. тАЬIt would be pointless for them to follow. Without Yhelle guidesтАФand no illusionist would come near themтАФthey would be hopelessly lost in SerrioliaтАЩs streets.тАЭ тАЬWhy?тАЭ тАЬIllusions.тАЭ тАЬThat doesnтАЩt make sense,тАЭ said Rheba, glancing around the spaceport, where everything looked normal to the point of boredom. тАЬIt will,тАЭ the snake hissed. III Reality Street led at an oblique angle away from the spaceport. The transition from port to city was ominous. An ebony arch loomed above the entrance to the street. The arch was filled with a sable nothingness that was like a curtain sealing off whatever was beyond. When Rheba glanced around she saw nothing but the spaceport. There were no building- ; rising beyond the aprons, no hills or mountains or clouds, nothing but downside connectors and the functional, asymmetrical machines that cared for spaceships. It was as The illusionists looked back to where their friends waited, gestured encouragingly, and vanished into the black emptiness beneath the arch. Kirtn and Rheba looked at each other. As one, they slopped. тАЬWhatтАЩs wrong?тАЭ whistled Fssa. The snakeтАЩs head rested on top of RhebaтАЩs. His twin multicolored sensors wheeled, тАЬseeingтАЭ his surroundings in a barrage of returning sound waves. His whole length was incandescent, burning beneath her rippling hair like very hot embers beneath flames. He was in a high state of excitement. He liked new planets almost as much as he liked new languages. Especially warm planets, although by Fssireeme standards Yhelle was only a few shades removed from frigid. It was, however, much better than Daemen had been. тАЬWe donтАЩt like the look of that black arch,тАЭ said Rheba. тАЬAlthough the illusionists didnтАЩt seem to mind it.тАЭ тАЬArch? Where?тАЭ Kirtn turned and stared from the snake to the enormous arch looming in front of them. тАЬRight ahead of us.тАЭ FssaтАЩs sensors focused into the area beyond his two friends. He moved his head restlessly from side to side like a clept questing for an elusive scent. He hissed and turned |
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