Аннотация
Clive Barker
Everville
Memory, prophecy and fantasy the past, the future and the dreaming moment between are all in one country, living one immortal day.
to know that is Wisdom. to use it is the Art.
PART ONE was is AND WILL BE
ONEIt was hope undid them. Hope, and the city that Providence had made them suffer enough for their dreams. They'd lost so much already along the-children, healers, leaders, all taken-surely, they reasoned, God would preserve them from further loss, and reward their griefs and hardships with deliverance into a place of plenty.
When the first signs of the blizzard had appeared clouds that had dwarfed the thunderheads of Wyoming rising behind the peaks ahead, slivers of ice in the wind-they had said to each other. This is the final test. If we turn back now, intimidated by cloud and ice, then all those we buried along the way will have died for nothing; their suffering and ours will have been for nothing. We must go on. No...
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