"Zelazny, Roger - Amber 10 - Prince Of Chaos" - читать интересную книгу автора (Zelazny Roger)

We entered a long night, and at some point it seemed that our way took us
beneath deep waters, bright sea creatures hovering and darting both near at hand
and in the middle distance. Dry and uncrushed, the black way protected us.
"It is as major an upheaval as the death of Oberon," Gryll volunteered.
"Its effects are rippling across Shadow."
"But Oberon's death coincided with the re-creation of the Pattern," I said.
"There was more to it than the death of a monarch of one of the extremes."
"True," Gryll replied, "but now is a time of imbalance among the forces.
This adds to it. It will be even more severe."
We plunged into an opening in a dark mass of stone. Lines of light streaked
past us. Irrregularities were limned in a pale blue. Later--how long, I do not
know--we were in a purple sky, with no transition that I can recall from the
dark sea bottom. A single star gleamed far ahead. We sped toward it.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because the Pattern has grown stronger than the Logrus," he replied.
"How did that happen?"
"Prince Corwin drew a second Pattern at the time of the confrontation
between the Courts and Amber."
"Yes, he told me about it. I've even seen it. He feared Oberon might not be
able to repair the original."
"But he did, and so now there are two."
"Yes?"
"Your father's Pattern is also an artifact of order. It served to tip the
ancient balance in the favor of Amber."
"How is it you are aware of this, Gryll, when no one back in Amber seems to
know it or saw fit to tell me?"
"Your brother Prince Mandor and the Princess Fiona suspected this and
sought evidence. They presented their findings to your uncle, Lord Suhuy. He
made several journeys into Shadow and became persuaded that this is the case. He
was preparing his findings for presentation to the king when Swayvill suffered
his final illness. I know these things because it was Suhuy who sent me for you,
and he charged me to tell them to you."
"I just assumed it was my mother who'd sent for me."
"Suhuy was certain she would--which is why he wanted to reach you first.
What I have told you concerning your father's Pattern is not yet common
knowledge."
"What am I supposed to do about it?"
"He did not entrust me with that information."
The star grew brighter. The sky was filled with splashes of orange and
pink. Shortly, lines of green light joined them, and they swirled like streamers
about us.
We raced on, and the configurations came to dominate the sky fully, like a
psychedelic parasol rotating slowly. The landscape became a total blur. I felt
as if a part of me dozed, though I am certain I did not lose consciousness. Time
seemed to be playing games with my metabolism. I grew enormously hungry and my
eyes ached.
The star brightened. Gryll's wings took on a prismatic shimmer. We seemed
to be moving at an incredible pace now.
Our strand curved upward at its outer edges. The process continued as we
advanced until it seemed we were moving in a trough. Then they met overhead, and