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JoycleWoope Дата: Среда, 21.08.2013, 23:40 | Сообщение # 1 Offline

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They found the women outside, clinging to branches.Fhena rushed to Glim, sobbing, as a deeper convulsion quaked the tree.Attrebus found himself staring at AnnaГЇg, wondering what he was supposed to do.He felt as if he was watching everything through Coo now — the fight, Sul's death, this meeting — all seen from a great distance.He didn't seem to feel anything at all about any of it.
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But AnnaГЇg strode purposefully across the shivering branch.When AnnaГЇg reached Glim, he threw his arms around her and enveloped her in his familiar musk.Something burst in her then, and tears trickled on her cheeks as he stroked the back of her head.You'll be able to leave this time.He shook his head.
But this is about you, isn't it?I have a place that wants me.I have to do it now.Then she drank the contents of her vial and turned to Attrebus.She lifted her arm toward him and spread her fingers.
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Colin thought of Anvil, where he had been born, of the docks and the autumn evenings, when the sun painted the sky red and gold and the waves seemed to murmur in a melancholy but somehow contented way.He remembered the fingers of a five-year-old boy, fiddling with a little boat made of reeds.He'd put a lot of care into it, because he knew it had a long journey to make.He glanced down at the stream that wound through the willows toward the sea, but he knew the boat wasn't ready yet, so he brushed the cracks with pine resin.He remembered his grandmother placing those same little hands on the altar of the great chapel of Dibella.
 
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