Занятные как бы факты. Вообще, если не обращать внимания на Пафос и слишком частые упоминания того, насколько же крут и прекрасен наш дампир, то к третьей книге стиль автора стал очень даже неплохим. ** И как хорошо, что в книге почти не упоминаются Майерлинг и его овечка. Читать приятно и легко, хотя в некоторых местах перевод какой-то странноватый.
The reason vampires in legends of antiquity carried coffins filled with soil from their homeland was not merely because the grave they should've occupied offered them the most serene sleep.
Читать дальше Actually, their kind had discovered in ancient times that Mother Earth would draw out the fatigue that accumulated in their bodies and instill them with new immortalizing energy. And D was following their example.
"Heh, this is a fine mess," D's left hand snorted. "Hell, even I can't tell you when the sunlight syndrome will strike. The fact that you're tougher than the average customer only makes matters worse. What's it been, five years or so?"
The voice from his hand must've been talking about how long it'd been since the last attack. Usually, those dhampirs who'd inherited the greater part of their disposition from the vampires went an interval of about six months between outbreaks of the symptoms. Using the date and time of the last one as a rough base, they'd hide themselves for a month before and after the next expected attack, avoiding all combat during that time. These precautions weren't solely out of fear of reprisals from the prey they chased, but also to avoid attacks from their business competitors. There were always plenty of scheming cowards looking for a larger share of the Hunting business, and they'd keep elaborate records of the dates their rivals had attacks, then try to learn their whereabouts before the next one was due so they could do away with them. Needless to say, in D's case, he'd have to guard against a fierce onslaught by Caroline and her cohorts.
"Well, looks like we're on vacation for a while. Good luck," the voice said. But by the time these carefree comments rose from his left hand, D's eyes were already closed.