"Peter W. Prellwitz - Shards Universe - Promise Tide" - читать интересную книгу автора (Prellwitz Peter W)completelyтАФwho could?тАФbut she accepted me completely. She had done her best, but she also knew
that with my mind set, not even she could gain entry to my thoughts and emotions. We walked quietly down to the river, the soft snow brilliant in the full moon. It was after midnight and Edmonton had gone to bed for the night. Now was the time for devils and pixies. We reached the rocky bank and stared at the river for several minutes, as though looking for a hidden comfort. тАЬYou will return before sunrise?тАЭ Stanworth asked softly. I bent down and scooped up water in cupped hands. I splashed it over my face and gills. It had much to tell me. This was a good river. I turned to them. Stanworth was holding Chrissy under his arm. тАЬYes.тАЭ He nodded. We both knew heтАЩd not sleep a moment until I was safe again. Neither would Chrissy, unless she cried herself to sleep. тАЬYou will be careful, Promise,тАЭ he said. It was not a question. file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/Peter%20W.%20Prellwitz%20-%20Shards%20Universe%20-%20Promise%20Tide.html (28 of 187)23-12-2006 20:54:24 Peter W. Prellwitz - Shards Universe - Promise Tide (v1.1) тАЬIt is GrandfatherтАЩs path, Stanworth,тАЭ I replied, looking back over the glitter of the waters. тАЬIf I am not careful, I will have failed him.тАЭ тАЬPromise?тАЭ came her whisper. The light breeze played with her tenderness and allowed it to dance in my ears as the softest of melodies. Chrissy had accepted and was wishing me her heart. Unable to face her eyes, I strode into the water. тАЬI love you, Chrissy,тАЭ I said and dove in. *** I hated breathing fresh water. The Northern Saskatchewan River was very pure and very cold. It felt wonderful on my skin as I made my way southwest, one fathom down. It couldnтАЩt have been more than two or three degrees. But the lack of salt meant my body had to deplete itself. IтАЩd have to swallow a bunch of salt tablets once I got back to the chalet. The water was nearly pitch black. It didnтАЩt matter. I had many other ways to navigate unfamiliar waters. What I was having trouble navigating were the nightтАЩs events. |
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