Павел Журавлев

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Написал комментарий к произведению Семья волшебников. Том 4

У Астрид каникулы. Лахдже надо к  Такилу.

Если это не идеальное стечение обстоятельств, чтобы они наконец-то навестили таки родню, как я жду со второй половины первого тома,то я уже не знаю, что.

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The traitor had returned, gasping for breath and bleeding profusely as  he clawed his way across the floor. Small but deep cuts marked nearly  every unarmored place on his body. His helmet was missing, revealing him  to be a dark-skinned boy no older than fifteen. His face had not been  spared by whatever had sliced his skin apart. When the boy saw that he  had reached the mess hall again, he reached out to the heroes, begging "Help… me…"

A feminine giggle came from behind them, prompting Nikommo's perspective to whip around.

The expansive mess hall was lit only by four rows of five rectangular  overhead ceiling lights, casting the grisly scene in a dim fluorescent  glow. In a room littered with the corpses of Coil's mercenaries, many of  which seemed to have died of electrical burns, one would think it  should have been difficult for something alive to be the most  horrifying sight. Standing on the opposite side of the room relative to  everyone else, Danny saw a tall, lanky girl with long, curly black hair.

She was naked, her modesty covered only by her thigh-length hair that  hug in front of her face and torso. Contrary to what the blond boy had  said, Danny didn't see any clear deformities.

Thunk.

With a loud electrical noise like a breaker being tripped, the first row  of overhead lights – the ones closest to Nikommo's perspective – shut  off.

Thunk.

The next row went out as well.

Thunk.

Only one row of lights remained: The ones directly over where the menacing new arrival stood.

Thunk.

This time only four of the five lights in that last row went out. The  girl now occupied the only illuminated place in the room; a weak,  flickering spotlight just for her.

She slowly raised her head, causing her hair to shift around enough that  her face became visible between the dark strands. This girl looked  almost exactly like Taylor, except...

She had no eyes.

That did not mean she had empty sockets. Nor did she have scabbed or scarred skin covering mangled eyes. In fact, there weren't even any indentations where her skull, at least, should have had eye-holes.

No. There was just smooth, unblemished pale skin where her eyes should have been.

Her lips slowly stretched into an uncanny ear-to-ear grin that was just a bit too wide, even for Taylor's mouth.

Thunk.

The last light went out. Nikommo's vision could still see in the gloom,  but during the instant that the artificial light transitioned to natural  darkness, the girl had vanished.

Another giggle echoed throughout the dark underground base, this time seeming to come from all directions at once.

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