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Ваша оценкаOnce she was Adrienne Satti. An orphan of Davillon, she had somehow escaped destitution and climbed to the ranks of the city's aristocracy in a rags-to-riches story straight from an ancient fairy tale. Until one horrid night, when a conspiracy of forces--human and other--stole it all away in a flurry of blood and murder. Today she is Widdershins, a thief making her way through Davillon's underbelly with a sharp blade, a sharper wit, and the mystical aid of Olgun, a foreign god with no other wors...
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RamingoWS28 июня 2017 г."...why were you skulking about in here?"
"I," Renard sniffed, "do not skulk. I sneak. I prowl. I have even, upon occasion and at need, been known to lurk. But I have never once--"
"--managed to keep silent for two minutes straight," Widdershins interrupted. "Would you shut up and answer the question?"061- RamingoWS28 июня 2017 г.Читать далее
"This will go easier," he told her, hefting the mallet, "if you don`t fight."
"Probably," she agreed, slamming her shins with crushing force up between Brock`s legs and into one of his few tender spots. "But 'easy' is boring." She smiled at the shocked expressions of the other enforcers, even as their boss slid to the floor with an agonizing whimper. "Wouldn`t you agree, boys?"
They needed only seconds to shake off their stupor, to advance on the tiny thief, snarls on their faces and blades in their fist. But in those precious moments of confusion, Widdershins rolled backward, rising to her feet in the center of the table, rapier in hand.030
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