"Mary Kirchoff. Kendermore ("Dragonlance Preludes I" #2) (angl)" - читать интересную книгу автора

But Tas was too busy listing off relatives to notice. "There's
Uncle Remo Lockpick, my father's uncle's second cousin, I think. He
has a wonderful collection of keys - big ones, small ones, heavy ones,
ones made of bright blue gems as big as your head." Tas scratched his
chin. "What would anyone use a key like that for?"

Both Flint and Tanis wondered why any kender had need of a key,
considering their light-fingered tendencies, but each remained silent.

"And then there's Uncle Wilfre," Tas continued thoughtfully,
"but no one's seen him in, oh, well... I guess I've never seen him,
actually." He took another pull on his ale before continuing.

"My favorite uncle, though, is my mother's brother - I think,"
Tas said, happily remembering. "He's a Furrfoot, not a Burrfoot, which
is very confusing at family picnics, as you might guess. Anyway, Uncle
Trapspringer moved in with my family after his bride died on their
honeymoon. At least he assumed she was dead."

"What do you mean, 'assumed'?" Tanis exclaimed.

"That sounds tragic."

"Oh, it's all very romantic, the way Uncle Trapspringer tells
it," Tas began, holding up his mug for a refill. The kender was
obviously gearing up for one of his long stories.

"The short version, if you please," Flint warned him. "I don't
want to be sitting here, listening to your tale, when the others
return five years from now."

Tasslehoff rolled his eyes. "Very funny, Flint. I've never told
you a five-year story. Not that I don't know a few....

"Now," he continued as if uninterrupted, "Uncle Trapspringer and
his bride decided they didn't want to go just any old place for their
honeymoon, so that's exactly where they went. Or tried to, anyway."

As usual, Tas was proving obtuse. "Where did they go?" Flint
asked, feigning patience. He was sorry almost the second the words
left his mouth.

Tas looked exasperated. "Really, Flint, you're not listening.
Where else would you go on your honeymoon but the moon, of course?
That's the point!"

Tanis's eyes narrowed. "They went to the moon?"

"No," Tas corrected him, "but they sure tried to. They bought a