"Joan D. Vinge - Snow Queen 2 - World's End" - читать интересную книгу автора (Vinge Joan D)

obliterating the present, and felt the empty room behind

him fill up with ghosts.



day i.




Today I arrived at World's End. It's still difficult

for me even to believe I'm thinking those words.

But I've decided to record everything I experience

here, as completely as possible. The notes of a reasonably

objective observer can only be an improvement
 Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html




over the mass of lurid misinformation about this place.

And if anything should happen--never mind. . . .



The shuttle trip from Foursgate was uneventful to the

point of tedium. I could almost have believed that I was

simply another tourist sightseeing on a strange world

. . . except that there were only two other people on the

flight, and neither one of them looked pleased about

their destination. I didn't speak to them, and they returned

the favor. The sky was overcast for almost the

entire trip; I saw nothing of the world so far below. For

all I knew we could have been circling Foursgate for two

hours instead of covering half a planet.