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- Anderson Kevin J. Moesta Rebecca Oblążenie Akademii Jedi
- 104. Anderson Caroline Dozgonna miłość
- Hadd mondjam el__ Laurie Halse Anderson
- Anderson Kevin J. Moesta R. Władcy mocy (mandragora76)
- Anderson Evangeline Pełna Ekspozycja
- Anderson Caroline Posklejane szczęście
- Conrad_Linda_ _Dynastia_Danforthow_09_ _Prawo_milosci
- Glen Cook Black Company 09 Water Sleeps
- 09 Okruchy śmierci
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- doc.pisz.pl
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- gim12gda.pev.pl
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was not a Merseian. In his eyes, the differences were probably negligible. The metal is of the Ruadrath,
as is the house. For use we give payment, that they may be well pleased with us when they come out of
the sea. He did pause then, to make a sign that might be avertive or might be reverent or both or
neither, but surely reflected the universal sense of a mortal creature confronting the unknown. Such is the
law, by which our forebears lived while others died.Thch ra a.
Ruadrath: elves, gods, winter ghosts.
XIV
More and more, as the weeks of Flandry s absence passed, her existence took on for Djana an
unreality. Or was it that she began slowly to enter a higher truth, which muted the winds outside and
made the walls around her shadowy?
Not that she thought about it in that way, save perhaps when the magician wove her into a spell.
Otherwise she lived in everydayness. She woke in the chamber that the man had shared with her. She
exercised and groomed herself out of habit, because her living had hitherto depended on her body. At
mess she stood respectfully aside while the Merseians went through brief rituals religious, familial, and
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patriotic oddly impressive and stirring, those big forms and deep voices, drawn steel and talking
drums and afterward joined in coarse bread, raw vegetables, gwydh-msk cheese, and the
Terran-descended tea which they raised throughout the Roidhunate. There followed study, talk,
sometimes a special interview, sometimes recreation for a while; a simple lunch; a nap in deference to her
human circadian rhythm; more study, until evening s meat and ale. (Since Merseia rotated at about half
the rate of Talwin, a night had already gone over the land.) Later she might have further conversation, or
attend a concert or recorded show or amateur performance of something traditional; or she might retire
alone with a tape. In any event, she was early abed.
Talk, like perusal of a textreel or watching of a projection, was via the linguistic computer. It had plenty
of spare channels, and could throw out a visual translation as easily as a sonic one. However, she was
methodically being given a working knowledge of Eriau, along with an introduction to Merseian history
and culture.
She cooperated willingly. Final disposition of her case lay with superiors who had not yet been heard
from. At worst, though, she wasn t likely to suffer harm given a prince of the blood on her side and at
best well , who dared predict? Anyway, her education gave her something to do. And as it advanced, it
started interesting, at last entrancing her.
Merseia, rival, aggressor, troublemaker, menace lairing out beyond Betelgeuse; she d accepted the
slogans like everybody else, never stopping to think about them.Oh, yes, the Merseians were terrible, but
they lived far off and the Navy was supposed to keep them there while the diplomatic corps maintained
an uneasy peace, and she had troubles of her own.
Here she dwelt among beingswho treated her with gruff kindness. Once you got to know them, she
thought, they were they had homes and kin the same as people, that they missed the same as people;
they had arts, melodies, sports, games, jokes, minor vices, though of course you had to learn their
conventions, their whole style of thinking, before you could appreciate it They didn t want war with
Terra, they only saw the Empire as a bloated sick monstrosity which had long outlived its usefulness but
with senile cunning contrived to hinder and threaten them No, they did not dream of conquering the
galaxy, that was absurd on the face of it, they simply wanted freedom to range and rule without bound,
and rule did not mean tyranny over others, it meant just that others should not stand in the way of the
full outfolding of that spirit which lay in the Race
A spirit often hard and harsh, perhaps, but bone-honest with itself; possessed of an astringency that was
like a sea breeze after the psychic stench of what Djana had known; not jaded or rootless, but reaching
for infinity and for a God beyond infinity, while planted deep in the consciousness of kinship, heroic
ancestral memories, symbols of courage, pride, sacrifice Djana felt it betokened much that the chief of a
Vach not quite a clan was called not its Head but its Hand.
Were those humans who served Merseia reallytraitors to anything worth their loyalty?
But it was not this slow wondering that made the solid world recede from her. It was Ydwyr the Seeker
and his spells; and belike they had first roused the questions in her.
To start with, he too had merely talked. His interest in her background, experiences, habits, and attitudes
appeared strictly scientific. As a rule they met à deux in his office. Thus I need not be a nephew of the
Roidhun, he explained wryly. Fear stabbed her for a second. He gave her a shrewd regard and added,
No one is monitoring our translator channel.
She garnered nerve to say, The qanryf
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We have had our differences, Ydwyr replied, but Morioch is a male of honor.
She thought: How many Imperial officers in this kind of setup would dare skip precautions against
snooping and blackmail?
He had a human-type chair built for her, and poured her a glass of arthberry wine at each colloquy.
Before long she was looking forward to the sessions and wishing he were less busy elsewhere,
coordinating his workers in the field and the data they brought back. He didn t press her for answers, he
relaxed and let conversation ramble and opened for her the hoard of his reminiscences about adventures
on distant planets.
She gathered that xenology had always fascinated him and that he was seldom home. Almost
absent-mindedly, in obligation to his Vach, he had married and begotten; but he took his sons with him
from the time they were old enough to leave the gynaeceum until they were ready for their Navy hitches.
Yet he did not lack warmth. His subordinates adored him. When he chanced to speak of the estate
where he was born and raised, his parents and siblings, the staff whose fathers had served his fathers for
generations, she came to recognize tenderness.
Then finally it was dark outside, the hot still dark of summer s end, heat lightning aflicker beyond
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