"Russell, Sean - Moontide And Magic Rise 2 - Sea Without Shore" - читать интересную книгу автора (Russell Sean)Book 2 of Moontide and Magic Rise
By Sean Russell ONE Tristam lay in his gently swinging hammock listening to the burble and pulse of the ocean passing over the Swallow’s hull—like the sounds of the womb, he was sure. He did not open his eyes, but lay sensing the now familiar movement of the ship and exploring his own capacity for health. Llewellyn’s regis had stemmed the spread of infection, but the body was slow to replace the blood of which it had been robbed. As a result, the naturalist suffered continual exhaustion, dizziness, and lack of strength and vigor. He also suffered from his desire for the physic: nausea, pain in all of his joints, trembling, and headaches so violent that they could not be described. And then there were the dreams—nightmares, in fact. Tristam tried not to think of these. He remembered the King describing his own Repeatedly he dreamed of a great battle on a darkened field. It was so strewn with the corpses of the fallen that it filled Tristam with horror. Tristam felt as though he had been tainted. That letting the regis into his blood had changed him irrevocably. He opened his eyes for a second to find that the open port had let in a small lens of sunlight which swung wildly across his cabin and appeared to be searching with the same frantic desperation that Tristam’s body yearned for the regis physic. It was worse than a hunger, worse than starving, Tristam was sure. The disk of light flowed determination. , / would not take it now if it was freely offered, Tristam vowed. / would not. He shut his eyes and struggled against the images that tried to form in his mind. The regis, he knew, would stop these nightmares, stop the feelings of anxiety and melancholia, restore his vitality and usual optimism. It would do all of these things… temporarily. Time, he almost whispered. Time will restore me, and I will not be |
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