| Pirlaltette | Дата: Понедельник, 26.08.2013, 01:40 | Сообщение # 1 |
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| They wore no uniforms and carried a motley assortment of weapons.These were Umbriel's unholy warriors.He turned off the road, picking up his pace, dragging Sul toward the village.It seemed like a long way, but frequent glances back didn't show pursuit, so maybe they hadn't seen him.Hiding behind a house built of driftwood, he watched the hideous procession pass, reckoning their number at about twenty.
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The sun was gone by then, but Masser stood bright in the sky as he searched the village.It had been abandoned, he couldn't tell how long ago.At the little floating dock, however, he found a small boat, complete with oars.He glanced at the silhouette of the Imperial City.He hadn't seen Umbriel in the sky; he thought he should if it were here.
That meant the walking corpses could go far from their city, which surprised him a bit, although given what AnnaГЇg had told him, there wasn't any reason why they shouldn't be able to do that.He didn't have any idea how many were here, but it was a good bet that if they were moving freely on the Ring Road, there were a lot of them.Possibly the city was under siege.Either way, the boat looked better than the road at the moment.Sul needed help sooner rather than later, he was starving, and he didn't think there would be food or medicine in the abandoned village.
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So without further deliberation, he got Sul off his traveling frame and into the boat, then began rowing toward the distant lights of the Waterfront District.THREE Around midnight Sul began to moan in his sleep.His arms jerked and fingers twitched, and Attrebus hoped he wasn't trying to conjure something or set fire to an imaginary foe.He took it as a good sign, although he knew that didn't come from any medical knowledge, but rather from the feeling that when it came to a man who was unconscious, it seemed better if he was doing something rather than nothing.It suggested his soul was still bound up with his heart.
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