"Emil Petaja - The Path Beyond The Stars" - читать интересную книгу автора (Petaja Emil)

horoscope for everyone of the Believers, but it charts the courses of planets
and galaxies as well.тАЭ
тАЬWow!тАЭ
тАЬYes. It was the result of generations of painstaking work by the
Believers. The stars themselves showed us how to build it, how to tune it
to the minds of those who were destined to use it. Nobody who is not a
Believer can read it. Right nowтАФsince Father's deathтАФthere are only two of
us left on Earth who can. Calvin Grey and me. And Calvin is dying!тАЭ
тАЬWhere is this jewel?тАЭ
тАЬIn a secret place here on Earth. Not far from here. I don't dare tell you
where! Not yet! Besides what I told you, the Star Reader keeps us in
contact with its own twinтАФon the planet Barrecrith.тАЭ
тАЬI don't understand why your father and Calvin didn't take off to
Barrecrith with their families and to hell with good old Terra!тАЭ
 Venus Trine's eyes stormed with reproach. тАЬDon't you?тАЭ
тАЬWellтАжтАЭ
тАЬThis is our home. We feel obligated to cherish it and help it, no matter
what the smug know-alls think of us. We had to keep this bond with man's
mother planet. The stars told us about an inconceivable horror that was to
come upon us andтАЭтАФthe girl's face was bleached white, and, intuating, Jon
felt his blood become like burning acid in his veinsтАФтАЬFather died trying to
thrust thisтАФblack shadowтАФout of time. And I left the Reader to find you.
You're our only chance, Jon Wood!тАЭ
тАЬMe?тАЭ Jon downed his brandy dregs to bear the searching demand in her
eyes.
тАЬYes. You see, Trog's got my chart. Which means he can find me
eventually, wherever I am. But he doesn't have yours. Nobody does. You're
an unknown quantity in the universe. So when I am deadтАФтАЭ
тАЬHey, now!тАЭ He grabbed hold of her shoulders, dropping his glass. тАЬWhat
makes you say a thing like that?тАЭ
тАЬThe stars, Jon,тАЭ Venus Trine said softly. тАЬI've known it for a long
timeтАФever since the day I first saw his shadowтАФthe day he killed my
father. You see, the Reader told me I am to die. Calvin checked it with me,
over and over and over. There is absolutely no out for me. Trog must take
me. It'sтАФin the stars.тАЭ
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Jon got up and tottered to the bar for another brandy. He needed it.
When he tried to pour the girl some more, she put a hand over her glass.
She just sat there, her pale features devoid of emotion. Resigned to what
the stars had foretold, she was as good as dead already. Jon gave her a
hard, hot look. Damn it all! He looked for self-pity. There wasn't any. As for
Jon, he couldn't take this notion, not even a little bit. Some invisible enemy
named Trog lurking over her. It had to make better sense than that.
тАЬWhat's this about the stars impelling, not compelling?тАЭ he complained.
тАЬIsn't there always an out somewhere?тАЭ
тАЬNo. Not this time. You see, my mind virtually blends with the Star
Reader. The new cosmic astrology concerns itself with cycles, energy cycles.
What applies to the stars applies equally to the DNA threads within our
cells. The energy within our molecular structure is part and parcel of the
whole.тАЭ She shrugged. тАЬTo me it's so easy. It's all one Pattern!тАЭ