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Название книги: Master of Chains
Автор(ы): Jess Lebow
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Master-of-Chains-146644.html
Prelude1359drYoung Lord Purdun stepped around a ruined tombstone and pulled his sword from its sheath."Quiet now," Purdun said."What is this place?" asked Menrick."From the looks of it, I'd say it's the entrance to a family tomb." Purdun pushed aside the dried, thorny vines covering the facade of the stone building with the tip of his blade. The dark, dead plants made a light grinding noise as they slid across the decrepit, withered stone."Well, well," said Lord Purdun. "What do we have here?"Unlike the rest of the tomb, cracked and worn smooth from hundreds of years of rain and the elements, the stone underneath the hanging vines was a slick, polished black that shone like a mirror. Carved into its surface were hundreds of tiny figures. Each of them had been crafted down to the most minute detail."Help me clear away the vines so we can get a better look."Menrick stepped up beside the young lord, and the two of them together cut down the dead vegetation.A rectangular slab of jet black stone covered most of the front of the tomb. At the center of the wall an archway cut the slab in two. It looked to be outlining what must have been the entrance to the tomb, but the one-time doorway was now bricked up.Menrick bent close to the stone, examining the carvings. "It appears to be obsidian."Lord Purdun ran his hands across the smooth, black stone. "This is remarkable. It looks to have been carved within the last tenday." He took a step back and scanned the path leading up to the tomb. "But there isn't so much as a single footprint or chip of stone. No one has
Название книги: Master of Chains
Автор(ы): Jess Lebow
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Master-of-Chains-146644.html
Prelude1359drYoung Lord Purdun stepped around a ruined tombstone and pulled his sword from its sheath."Quiet now," Purdun said."What is this place?" asked Menrick."From the looks of it, I'd say it's the entrance to a family tomb." Purdun pushed aside the dried, thorny vines covering the facade of the stone building with the tip of his blade. The dark, dead plants made a light grinding noise as they slid across the decrepit, withered stone."Well, well," said Lord Purdun. "What do we have here?"Unlike the rest of the tomb, cracked and worn smooth from hundreds of years of rain and the elements, the stone underneath the hanging vines was a slick, polished black that shone like a mirror. Carved into its surface were hundreds of tiny figures. Each of them had been crafted down to the most minute detail."Help me clear away the vines so we can get a better look."Menrick stepped up beside the young lord, and the two of them together cut down the dead vegetation.A rectangular slab of jet black stone covered most of the front of the tomb. At the center of the wall an archway cut the slab in two. It looked to be outlining what must have been the entrance to the tomb, but the one-time doorway was now bricked up.Menrick bent close to the stone, examining the carvings. "It appears to be obsidian."Lord Purdun ran his hands across the smooth, black stone. "This is remarkable. It looks to have been carved within the last tenday." He took a step back and scanned the path leading up to the tomb. "But there isn't so much as a single footprint or chip of stone. No one has
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