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Dnyom — torgovets bakaleey, nochyu — ohotnik na chudovisch, Leyd Layvstoun uzhe dvadtsat pyat let boretsya s ostrovom, kotoryy sozdan iz koshmarov. U nego est dva vyhoda: sbezhat ili umeret, i on gotov k oboim, no ne gotov sdatsya. Znakomtes, Leyd Layvstoun — vladelets bakaleynoy lavki na ostrove Novyy Bangor.
Dnem on otveshivaet ris, chay i koritsu, a vecherami pet pivo s priyatelyami, zhaluyas na kapriznyh avtomatonov i hlopotnuyu zhizn na poroge dvadtsatogo veka. Novyy Bangor — ne prosto britanskaya koloniya v Polinezii, eto tolko dekoratsiya. Ostrov zateryan vo vremeni i prostranstve, on — igrushka bezumnogo bozhestva, izvestnogo kak Leviafan.
Zdes brodyat sozdaniya iz polineziyskih mifov, srednevekovyh legend i strashnyh koshmarov, a zakony logiki bessilny. Normalnyy chelovek ne protyanet tut i goda, kak lishitsya rassudka, no Leyd zhivet tut uzhe dvadtsat pyat let. Zakonchiv torgovlyu, on zapiraet lavku i... dostaet revolver i prichudlivye amulety.
On uznik Novogo Bangora, no ne zhertva, a voin: chetvert veka vedyot beznadezhnuyu voynu s ostrovom i ego bezzhalostnym hozyainom. I Leyd tochno znaet — skoro on pokinet Novyy Bangor. Ili umret.
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