| Enattantiat | Дата: Вторник, 28.05.2013, 19:34 | Сообщение # 1 |
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| Glim and the skraws didn't have to do much to keep things going — just a little nudge here and there.In fact, for the first time since she had been in Umbriel, she heard people talking about the skraws in glowing terms — how quickly they fixed what was broken, how good and uncomplaining they were.That was very good news, because it meant that Glim might achieve his goal without ever having to risk a confrontation between the skraws and the lords — when Toel's kitchen was triumphant, she could reasonably suggest a replacement for the vapors as their reward.She'd already been given the perfect excuse to invent a safer drug.That wouldn't matter in the long run, of course, but it would make Glim happy.The other thing that had AnnaГЇg suppressing her humming was how well her menu was coming along.Thanks to the skraws, she knew the tastes, fashions, and fetishes of not only Lord Rhel, but also most of those attending his tasting.She knew which ones Rhel liked and which ones he despised, and part of her planning was that the meal itself subtly insult and discomfit the latter.She knew he had a great sense of whimsy, and above all that he was partial to the new, strange, surprising — but also that he prided himself on a sort of coarseness of taste, of mortal indulgence.In this, he seemed to ape Umbriel himself, the eponymous master of this place, who was known to dine on the lowest sorts of matter at times.
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Rhel had been heard to say that such tastes reflected not the lack of refinement, but the fulfillment of it.She worked, and her mood only improved as the day went on.
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Glim rode the tree and bellowed in delight.His claws gripped about the tendril-thin branch tips, and the wind, the spin of Umbriel, and the long rippling undulation of the trees did the rest.Fhena's musical laugh sang nearby, where she clung to her own branch.When Fhena finally cajoled him back to thicker branches, he went only reluctantly, and he felt more refreshed — and more himself — than he had in a long time.People do it all the time.
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