"David Prill - Rocket Fall" - читать интересную книгу автора (Prill David)

"It is not so much a where as a what."

"Heaven?" Bob couldn't lift his head. The strain of the journey had been too much. He felt so spent.

Another pair of unshod feet joined the first.

"You asked for me."

"Madeline тАж," Bob said in a hoarse croak.

"Yes."

"Come тАж come with me. The Baron тАж the Baron тАж"

"The Baron тАж"

"The Baron can fix it. It's all set up. See, just get in my ship, and I'll take you back to him. You can live
again. He preserved your body. He did a real nice job, you should see it."

The bare feet disappeared.

Madeline was gone.

Bob was alone again with the tall woman. Bob could raise his head now, and as he did he watched as the
spirits of the Ethyls passed through her body, her arms extended in an embrace, and then they were
gone, too.

"I тАж I could stay, too тАж couldn't I?" said Bob in a shaky voice. Something long-abandoned in his heart
was saying this, but the Baron's pull was strong, too, maybe stronger.

"Where shall you go?" the woman began to sing in a soft, clear voice that was like a hurricane of knives
to Bob.

"Where shall you go?

"Where shall you go for to ease your troubled soul?"

Bob scrambled back down the hill, finally getting to his feet near the bottom, her voice propelling him all
the way there.

"You went to the rock for to hide your face

"For to ease your troubled soul."

He grabbed his PIG, feeling relief as he zipped it up, and ran up the ramp to the ship.

"The rock cried out 'no hiding place'

"For to ease your troubled soul тАж"
The door whisked shut. A mountain of white light again bombarded the ship, and before Bob could