"Anthony,.Mark.-.Last.Rune.02.-.The.Keep.Of.Fire" - читать интересную книгу автора (Anthony Mark)Something stirred in the coruscating air ahead.
"Jakabar?" The shape gathered its outlines behind the distant silver membrane that spanned the road, then punched through and hurtled toward the man. The beast approached with hateful speed, growing larger with each fluttering of his heart, until it filled his vision and a roar deafened him. Sunlight glared off armored crimson hide, and the thing 4 clung low to the ground, as if ready to pounce. Its eyes flashed twice, and it let out a keening wail that pierced his skull and rooted him in place. He abandoned motion, waiting to feel the beast's jaws close around him, to feel bones pop and flesh part. Acrid wind ripped at him, and stones pelted his skin. The hollow grasses bent down, slaves before a terrible emperor, then rose as the world fell still. The man craned his neck to look behind him, but the creature already grew small and distant as it sped away. He turned his gaze forward and forgot the beast. Again the fever rose within him, cauterizing thought and memory, burning away everything he was. He could envision the flames dancing along his papery skin. Soon. After all this time, it would be soon now. He started to move once more but met resistance from the ground. He strained, then lifted a foot. Black strings of tar stretched from the sole of his scuffed boot to the pit where it had sunk into the surface of the road. He tugged his other boot free and lurched forward. He did not know what strange land he had found himself in. All he knew was that he had to find Jakabar. "Beware," he whispered. "It will consume you." The man staggered down the mountain highway, leaving a trail of footsteps melted into the asphalt 2, Now that he was back, it was almost as if he had never left. "It's coming," Travis Wilder whispered as he stepped out the door of the Mine Shaft Saloon. He leaned over the boardwalk railing and turned his face westward, up Elk Street, toward the pyramid of rock that stood sentinel above the little mountain town. |
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