"Ballingrud-SheFoundHeaven" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ballingrud Nathan)

She looked at him.

He hugged it to his chest. "Anyway," he said, "I'm glad you gave it to me. I
think I can iron out the wrinkles."

"I hope so."

"Good-bye, Sally. You are a good woman."

He went to the window and slid it open. A cool blast of ocean wind charged into
the apartment and scampered about, upsetting papers, riffling through the leaves
of paperback books. It carried on its back the scent of a great cold vastness,
and with it a kind of magnificence. Lucas kicked away the screen, and it turned
end over end in the darkness, falling to the ground hundreds of feet below. He
climbed onto the ledge and leaped off, and the flapping end of his jacket
transcended the boundary of itself and became instead two great wings, and he
was flying, higher into the distance, a globe of light clutched tightly in his
hands, and as he went more deeply into the night, and as she watched him from
her window, the light grew smaller and smaller until it merged completely with
the spinning lights of space, one more pinpoint of brilliance in a drifting sea
of stars.