Ладошки, у меня РАНЧИК РОДИЛСЯ! :-)
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Ранчик родился!
Андрей AKA Andrew Nugged
Ладошки служат как архив программ для Palm OS и Poclet PC / Windows Mobile
и разрешённых книг с 15 окрября 2000 года.
Роджер Желязны (1937-1995) — легенда и гений мировой фантастики и фэнтези. Лауреат множества престижных премий и наград жанра. Мир его книг — диковинный мир, где рядом с величайшими достижениями технократической цивилизации соседствует средневековое волшебство. Удивительный мир грез и переплетающихся реальностей заставляет читателя не только следить за динамикой сюжета и приключениями главных героев, но и задумываться над вечными вопросами борьбы Добра и Зла, и смыслом существования Вселенной.
отрывок из произведения:
...He tended the pray-machine, and the giant metal lotus he had set atop the monastery roof turned and turned in its sockets.
A light rain was falling upon the building, the lotus and the jungle at the foot of the mountains. For six days he had offered many kilowatts of prayer, but the static kept him from being heard On High. Under his breath, he called upon the more notable of the current fertility deities, invoking them in terms of their most prominent Attributes.
A rumble of thunder answered his petition, and the small ape who assisted him chuckled. «Your prayers and your curses come to the same. Lord Yama,» commented the ape. «That is to say, nothing.» «It has taken you seventeen incarnations to arrive at this truth?» said Yama. «I can see then why you are still doing time as an ape.» «Not so,» said the ape, whose name was Tak. «My fall, while less spectacular than your own, nevertheless involved elements of personal malice on the part of — « «Enough!» said Yama, turning his back to him.
Tak realized then that he might have touched upon a sore spot. In an attempt to find another subject for conversation, he crossed to the window, leapt onto its wide sill and stared upward.
«There is a break in the cloud cover, to the west,» he said.
Yama approached, followed the direction of his gaze, frowned, and nodded.
«Aye,» he said. «Stay where you are and advise me.» He moved to a bank of controls.
...He tended the pray-machine, and the giant metal lotus he had set atop the monastery roof turned and turned in its sockets.
