From a picture, opened to its sight, Nammu has distorted. It has convulsively covered a mouth with a palm not to scream. All
shepherds as one, were dead. In a breast of each of them stuck out on a long easy stem with zolotisto-red plumage. Nammu
has pulled out one of them. The angular bronze tip has rapaciously flashed, letting out blood from a wound. "Persians",
hardly it is audible the exile has spoken, again looking around.
"About, Marduk, the lord of destinies, multiwise and fair! Than poor shepherds could not please the tsar of tsars and
popiratelju rebellious?" Over a head before disgust the familiar dissatisfied gnash eternally hungry uheelej again was
distributed. It has lifted up a head. The couple of winged gluttons turned over kostrishchem. In the distance, therefrom,
where by its calculations Euphrates flew, rushed two more trupoeda. Nammu knew that the custom orders to impose
kamenjami dead bodies for souls of that get to a hall of Tammuza in claws of Uheelej, address in neupokoennyh phantoms,
the demons of night sending bad dreams and mortal melancholy. However time for last service which the person can render
to the person, at it now was not. The sudden thought precisely boiled water has burnt its consciousness. Judging by that the
fire still burnt, Persians had not time to leave far, means, the dragons discontentedly spinning over a grove, for certain will
draw their attention. After all there will be no here someone who prevents padalshchikam to snatch on food, creatures would
fill for a long time already to themselves a belly a gratuitous gain ".
If this thought has come to mind to it soldiers of Kira, the best in the manned world which elliny name Ojkumenoj, undoubtedly
will understand a plain sign in the sky. Nammu all has addressed in hearing. It seemed to it that the horse neighing from afar
reaches. Whether so it was, or not, he did not wish to find out, and has rushed headlong far away from uheelevoj extraction.
He ran, without assorting road, not always having time to jump through occurring in the path stones. Nammu fell, jumped and
again ran. It rushed, is exact to its feet wings have suddenly grown. The bag full of rolls, banged it on a hip, and it would
throw off it, when would find in itself enough boldness to stop.