Ļoti patīk
Jun. 9th, 2010 | 10:06 am
Kā man patīk šī grāmata. To lasot, man kņud vēdērā kā lieliska piedzīvojuma priekšnojautās. Un pasaule šķiet aizraujošu briesmu un neatklātu noslēpumu pilna.
Instructions book
by Neil Gaiman
Touch the wooden gate in the wall you never saw before. Say "please" before you open the latch, go through, walk down the path.
A red metal imp hangs from the green-painted front door, as a knocker, do not touch it; it will bite your fingers.
Walk through the house. Take nothing. Eat nothing. However, if any creature tells you that it hungers, feed it.
If it tells you that it is dirty, clean it. If it cries to you that it hurts, if you can, ease its pain. From the back garden you will be able to see the wild wood. The deep well you walk past leads to Winter's realm; there is another land at the bottom of it. If you turn around here, you can walk back, safely; you will lose no face. I will think no less of you.
Once through the garden you will be in the wood. The trees are old. Eyes peer from the under-growth. Beneath a twisted oak sits an old woman. She may ask for something; give it to her. She will point the way to the castle. Inside it are three princesses. Do not trust the youngest. Walk on.
( lasi tālāk )
Instructions book
by Neil Gaiman
Touch the wooden gate in the wall you never saw before. Say "please" before you open the latch, go through, walk down the path.
A red metal imp hangs from the green-painted front door, as a knocker, do not touch it; it will bite your fingers.
Walk through the house. Take nothing. Eat nothing. However, if any creature tells you that it hungers, feed it.
If it tells you that it is dirty, clean it. If it cries to you that it hurts, if you can, ease its pain. From the back garden you will be able to see the wild wood. The deep well you walk past leads to Winter's realm; there is another land at the bottom of it. If you turn around here, you can walk back, safely; you will lose no face. I will think no less of you.
Once through the garden you will be in the wood. The trees are old. Eyes peer from the under-growth. Beneath a twisted oak sits an old woman. She may ask for something; give it to her. She will point the way to the castle. Inside it are three princesses. Do not trust the youngest. Walk on.
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Grāmattārpainie murdziņi
Dec. 19th, 2009 | 01:14 pm
Ap pusnakti izlasīju The Wolves in the walls - baisu, smieklīgu un brīnišķīgu Neil Gaiman (tas, kurš sarakstīja Coraline) grāmatu par meiteni, kuras mājas sienās dzīvo vilki un tad viendien tie iznāk ārā, un tad iet traki. Ap trijiem pamodos un kādu brīdi biju pārliecināta, ka tagad arī manas mājas sienās dzīvo vilki. Bet nē, tie bija tikai kaimiņi, kas skatījās filmas par šaudīšanos, būkšķēšanu un draudīgu klaigāšanu. Noskurināju zoseni un šņācu tik tālāk.
Vairāk vilku sienās te.
Vairāk vilku sienās te.