"Robyn Tallis - Planet Builders 1 - Mountain of Stolen Dreams" - читать интересную книгу автора (Tallis Robyn)

family soon. All of you are safe and well."

Clea! That's who I am. Clea Tourni. Her panic began to subside. At least she wasn't deadтАФor even
alone, which at the moment seemed worse.

"You have been asleep for over two months," continued the voice. "Now you are starting to wake. It will
take some time, for you have been in a very deep sleep. When you can move, press down with your right
hand. Someone will come to help you. Please relax. You are safe and well."

Clea forced her eyes open again, long enough to see a curved sheet of clear blue material. She realized it
was the last thing she had seen before falling asleep, and suddenly remembered where she was: on a
starship bound for Gauguin, the planet her family had agreed to help colonize.

Oh, hurry! she thought to her body. Hurry!

Suddenly her right foot began to tingle. It was sharp, almost painful, and she decided her body could take
its time waking up after all. But the process had begun. It felt like the pins and nee-

dies she experienced when she sat on her leg the wrong way. Only this was a thousand times more
intense, like a wave of liquid fire rolling up her side, sweet and hot and electric but just too powerful to
bear. She tried to scream again, but her mouth still wasn't working.

Hold on, she told herself. You can make it. They warned you waking up would feel like this.

Ah. That was good. Her memory was coming back. She let her mind drift back, first to the les* sons she
had taken to prepare for the journey through hyperspace, then to the pictures of Gauguin itself: the black
sand beaches and glowing seas, the soaring mountains and great jungles had been truly spectacular. As
the instructor had saidтАФany planet so beautiful the advance team decided to name it for one of Old
Earth's greatest artists couldn't be all bad.

Clea smiled as she remembered the instructor. / wonder if there'll be anyone that cute on Gauguin.

Goh-gaan, she reminded herself, determined not to be marked as an outsider by saying the name of the
planet incorrectly.

Suddenly her left side began to tingle. More fire rippled through her. She lurched in response, realized
that she could move, and pressed down with her right hand.

Seconds later the blue shield rolled back, and she found herself looking up into the greenest eyes she had
ever seen.

"Good morning! And welcome to GauguinтАФor

more precisely, the space above Gauguin. I hope you slept well."

Clea nodded, thinking it was unfair of them to send a boy who looked like this to wake her from a
two-month sleep. She wondered what her breath smelled like.

"Do you want to try standing?" asked the boy. She nodded again, thinking that if this were a fairy tale, he
would have had to wake her with a kiss, which might not have been a bad idea. The boy touched a