"Michael Kane - 01 - Warriors Of Mars" - читать интересную книгу автора (Moorcock Michael)

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Then I knew nothing more!

I came to my sensesЧif senses they wereЧunder
a lemon-colored sun blazing down on me from out
of a deep blue, near-purple sky. It was a color
more intense than any I had ever seen before. Had
my experience enabled me to see color with
greater sharpness?

But when I looked around I realized that it was
more than intensity which had changed. I was ly-
ing in a field of gently swaying, sweet-smelling
ferns. But they were ferns unlike any I had ever
seen!

These ferns were an impossible shade of crim-
son!

I rubbed my eyes. Had the transmitterЧor rather
the receiverЧgone wrong and put me together
slightly mixed up, with my color sense in a
muddle?

I got up and looked across the sea of crimson
ferns.

I gasped.

My whole sight must somehow have been al-
tered!

Cropping at the ferns, with a line of yellowish,
hills in the background, was a beast as large as an
elephant and of roughly the same proportions as a
horse. Yet here the similarly to any beast I knew

ended. This creature was a mottled shade of mauve
and light green. It had three long, white horns
curling from its flat, almost catlike head. It had
twin, somewhat reptilian, tails spreading to the
ground behind it, and it had one huge eye covering
at least half the area of its face. This was a faceted
eye that shone and glinted in the sunlight. The
beast looked rather curiously at me and lifted its
head, then began to move towards me.

With, I suspect, a wild yell, I ran. I felt con-
vinced I was experiencing some sort of nightmare