"MOESTA, KEVIN J. ANDERSON REBECCA - DARKEST KNIGHT" - читать интересную книгу автора (Moesta Rebecca)

midnight blue canopy.

Finding a comfortable spot to lean against the outspread crown of the
Massassi tree, he remained still, breathing deeply, drawing comfort from
the sight of the endless trees . . . and thinking of Kashyyyk.

He should be calm, but he was very worried about his sister. He could do
nothing to help her, and she had to make her own choices-and face the
consequences of those choices. Even so, Lowie understood the dangers she
intended to face deep in the underlevels of the rain forest on the
Wookiee planet.

He ran his long, strong fingers over the pearly strands of his fiber
belt, woven from threads harvested from the deadly jaws of the
carnivorous syren plant. It had been quite an ordeal for him to obtain
those strands, but he had succeeded. Alone.

Lowie sat still as the air cooled and the noises of the jungle grew
louder. Evening insects and predators stirred and went about their
business.

At his side the miniaturized translating droid, Em Teedee, remained
silent-switched off, so that Lowie could ponder his concerns without
being interrupted by synthesized chatter. He sat back, and time passed.
He would be late for evening meal back at the Jedi academy, but he
didn't mind.

He had more important things to worry about.

By the time Jaina Solo finished her meal ,side the Great Temple, most of
the other Jedi trainees had left the eating area. Preoccupied, she
slurped the last morsels of roasted crab nuts and salted boffa fi-uit,
dabbing up the juice with a chunk of fresh bread.

Beside her at the table, her twin brother Jacen had only half finished
his meal; a droplet of greenish syrup ran unnoticed down his chin. Jacen
spoke excitedly, his brandybrown eyes blinking as he ran a hand through
his tousled brown hair.

"And I did manage to catch that stinger lizard down in the hangar bay.
It's taken me weeks to coax him out of hiding. He's all by himself now
in that new cage you built for me, but I'm not sure what he eats." He
paused briefly to stuff some food into his mouth.

Jaina nodded, only half listening. She was concerned that Lowbacca
hadn't shown up to eat. Their Wookiee friend had been reserved lately,
keeping to himself, speaking little even to his closest friends.

'Not to mention that several of the cocoons for my beetle moths are
about to hatch!"