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.That only left Aber and Blaise.I would never have paired them, but with Fenn and Isadora gone,there didn't seem much choice."Ready?" I asked."I suppose," Aber said, stepping forward bravely."Coming, Sis?"She glared at him."Don't call me that!"Oh yes, I thought, rolling my eyes, they were going to have a lot of fun together.If they didn't ripeach other's throats out first.Without comment, Dworkin passed me another Trump.I gazed down at an elegant whitewashedvilla.As it came to reality before me, I smelled the ocean's brine and heard the soft calls of gulls as theywheeled in a cloudless azure sky.It seemed almost idyllic.I helped Blaise through, then reached for Aber.But as he stepped close, he snatched the Trumpfrom my hand, ripped it in half, and the doorway into Shadow vanished.My last glimpse of Blaiseshowed her with hands on her hips and a furious expression on her face."Are you crazy!" I demanded."What's the idea?"Grinning, Aber thrust the ruined Trump into a candle's flame.It burned fast and bright."You have to ask?" he said."I'm not living with her for a year or two! I'd rather face a legion ofhell-creatures naked and unarmed!"I took a deep breath, then let it out with a laugh."All right," I said, looking at our father.Helooked distinctly nonplussed."I guess we don't have any choice now.Like it or not, you're coming withus.""Where?" he asked eagerly. Dworkin held up the last Trump."Where they least expect us," he said, smiling like a shark about to devour its prey.I looked down, a horrible cold feeling reaching up inside my chest.He had drawn the Courts of Chaos [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.That only left Aber and Blaise.I would never have paired them, but with Fenn and Isadora gone,there didn't seem much choice."Ready?" I asked."I suppose," Aber said, stepping forward bravely."Coming, Sis?"She glared at him."Don't call me that!"Oh yes, I thought, rolling my eyes, they were going to have a lot of fun together.If they didn't ripeach other's throats out first.Without comment, Dworkin passed me another Trump.I gazed down at an elegant whitewashedvilla.As it came to reality before me, I smelled the ocean's brine and heard the soft calls of gulls as theywheeled in a cloudless azure sky.It seemed almost idyllic.I helped Blaise through, then reached for Aber.But as he stepped close, he snatched the Trumpfrom my hand, ripped it in half, and the doorway into Shadow vanished.My last glimpse of Blaiseshowed her with hands on her hips and a furious expression on her face."Are you crazy!" I demanded."What's the idea?"Grinning, Aber thrust the ruined Trump into a candle's flame.It burned fast and bright."You have to ask?" he said."I'm not living with her for a year or two! I'd rather face a legion ofhell-creatures naked and unarmed!"I took a deep breath, then let it out with a laugh."All right," I said, looking at our father.Helooked distinctly nonplussed."I guess we don't have any choice now.Like it or not, you're coming withus.""Where?" he asked eagerly. Dworkin held up the last Trump."Where they least expect us," he said, smiling like a shark about to devour its prey.I looked down, a horrible cold feeling reaching up inside my chest.He had drawn the Courts of Chaos [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]