Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 4
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Thestreamfeedingthefountainmusthavechangeditscoursemanytimes,patientlyandconstantlywashingthemarbleblocksandalabasterplateswhichhadsunkorfallentoformdams,onceagainchangingthecourseofthecurrent.Asaresultthewholeareawasdividedupbyshallowgullies.Hereandtherethewatercascadedovertheremainsofthebuilding,washingitcleanofleaves,sandandlitter.Intheseplaces,themarble,terracottaandmosaicswerestillasvibrantwithcolour,asfreshasiftheyhadbeenlyingthereforthreedays,nottwocenturies.
Geraltleaptacrossthestreamandwentinamongstwhatremainedofthecolumns.Cirifollowed.Theyjumpedofftheruinedstairsand,loweringtheirheads,walkedbeneaththeuntouchedarchofthearcade,halfburiedbeneathamoundofearth.Thewitcherstoppedandindicatedwithhishand.Cirisighedloudly.
Fromrubblecolourfulwithsmashedterracottagrewanenormousrosebushcoveredwithbeautifulwhite-liliedflowers.Dropsofdewasbrightassilverglistenedonthepetals.Thebushwoveitsshoots
aroundalargeslabofwhitestoneandfromitasad,prettyfacelookedoutatthem;thedownpoursandsnowshadnotyetmanagedtoblurorwashawayitsdelicateandnoblefeatures.Itwasafacewhichthechiselsofplunderersdiggingoutgoldenornaments,mosaicsandpreciousstonesfromthereliefsculpturehadnotmanagedtodisfigure.
"Aelirenn,"saidGeraltafteralongsilence.
