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Название: Abarat

Автор: Clive Barker

Издательство: HarperCollins

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isbn: 9780007301690

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       11. The Card Players

       12. A Talk on the Tide

       13. In The Great Head

       14. Carrion

       PART THREE: WHERE IS WHEN?

       15. Bug 153

       16. The Universal Eye

       17. Almenak

       18. The Tale of Hark’s Harbor

       19. On Vesper’s Rock

       20. The World Through Borrowed Eyes

       21. The Hunt

       PART FOUR: WICKED STRANGE

       22. In Gallows Forest

       23. The Man Who Made the Kid

       24. Digger and Dragons

       25. Mischief Undone

       26. The House of Lies

       27. Words with the Criss-Cross Man

       28. A Slave’s Soul

       29. Cat’s Eyes

       30. “Come Thou Glyph to Me”

       31. The Twenty-Fifth Hour

       32. Monsoon

       33. All Things in Time

       34. Different Destinies

       Keep Reading

       Appendix: Some Excerpts From Klepp’s Almenak

       Excerpt

       Prologue

       PART ONE: Freaks, Fools And Fujitives

       Chapter One: Portriat Of Girl And Geshrat

       About the Author

       Also By Clive Barker

       About the Publisher

       PROLOGUE

       THE MISSION

      Three is the number of those who do holy work; Two is the number of those who do lover’s work; One is the number of those who do perfect evil Or perfect good.

      —From the notes of a monk

      of the Order of St. Oco;

      his name unknown

      THE STORM CAME UP out of the southwest like a fiend, stalking its prey on legs of lightning.

      The wind it brought with it was as foul as the devil’s own breath and it stirred up the peaceful waters of the sea. By the time the little red boat that the three women had chosen for their perilous voyage had emerged from the shelter of the islands, and was out in the open waters, the waves were as steep as cliffs, twenty-five, thirty feet tall.

      “Somebody sent this storm,” said Joephi, who was doing her best to steer the boat, which was called The Lyre. The sail shook like a leaf in a tempest, swinging back and forth wildly, nearly impossible to hold down. “I swear, Diamanda, this is no natural storm!”

      Diamanda, the oldest of the three women, sat in the center of the tiny vessel with her dark blue robes gathered around her and their precious cargo pressed to her bosom.

      “Let’s not get hysterical,” she told Joephi and Mespa. She wiped a long piece of white hair out of her eyes. “Nobody saw us leave the Palace of Bowers. We escaped unseen, I’m certain of it.”

      “So why this storm?” said Mespa, who was a black woman, renowned for her resilience, but who now looked close to being washed away by the rain beating down on the women’s heads.

      “Why are you so surprised that the heavens complain?” Diamanda said. “Didn’t we know the world would be turned upside down by what just happened?”

      Joephi fought with the sail, cursing it.

      “Indeed, isn’t this the way it should be?” Diamanda went on. “Isn’t it right that the sky is torn to tatters and the sea put in a frenzy? Would we prefer it if the world did not care?”

      “No, no of course not,” said Mespa, holding on to the edge of the pitching boat, her face as white as her close-cropped hair was black. “I just wish we weren’t out in the middle of it all.”

      “Well, we are!” said the old woman. “And there’s not a thing any of us can do about it. So I suggest you finish emptying your stomach, СКАЧАТЬ