"03 - Legacy of the Sword" - читать интересную книгу автора (Roberson Jennifer)

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Hondarth did not resemble a city so much as a flock of
sheep pouring down over lilac heather toward the glass-gray
ocean beyond. From atop the soft, slope-shouldered hills
surrounding the scalloped bay, gray-thatched cottages ap-
peared to huddle together in familial affection.

Once, Hondarth had been no more than a small fishing
village; now it was a thriving city whose welfare derived
from all manner of foreign trade as well as seasonal catches.
Ships docked daily and trade caravans were dispatched to
various parts of Homana. And with the ships came an influx
of foreign sailors and merchants; Hondarth had become al-
most cosmopolitan.

The price of growth. Dona) thought. But I wonder, was
Mujhara ever thisЧhaphazard?

He smUed. The thought of the Mujhar's royal cityЧwith
the palace of Homana-Mujhar a pendent jewel in a magnifi-
cent crownЧas ever being haphazard was ludicrous. Had not
the Cheysuli originally built the city the Homanans claimed for
themselves?

Still smiling, Donal guided his chestnut stallion through the
foot traffic thronging the winding street. Few cities know the
majesty and uniformity of Mujhara. But I think I prefer
Hondarth, iff must know a city at alt.