And here bezglazoe venerianskoe a monster from tjazhelovodnyh bogs.
Bezglazoe and shapeless. Anybody plainly did not know, what to form it when filled a stuffed animal, and eventually have
filled on the most successful photo. I drove it through a bog to coast where were otryty some traps, and it has failed in one
and long roared there, turning in a black swill, and it was required two buckets betanovokaina to lull him. It was more
recently, about ten years ago and then I did not shoot any more... This pleasant appointment ".
The further the hunter on gallery of the tenth pavilion moved, the there were its steps more slowly. Because it would not
like to go further.
Because it should go further. Because the main appointment came nearer. And with each step he all felt familiar melancholy
anxiety more strongly. And from a glass box round white eyes already watched it...
As always, it has approached to this small stand, having hung a head, and first of all has read on the explanatory tablet an
inscription which for a long time has learnt by heart: "Fauna of a planet of Kruksa, system of star EN 92, a carbon cycle,
type" monohordovye ", a class, group, a sort, a kind" chetveroruk three-fingered ". It is extracted by hunter I.Kharin, it is
prepared by the doctor In Ermlerom".
Then it has lifted eyes.
Under a glass cap on the inclined polished board the head - strongly flattened on a vertical, naked and black, with a flat
oval obverse part lay. The skin on an obverse part was smooth as on a drum, was not neither a mouth, nor a forehead, nasal
apertures. There were only eyes. Round, white, with small black pupils and extraordinary widely placed.
The right eye has been slightly spoilt, and it gave to a dead sight strange expression. Ermler - excellent taksidermist: precisely
such expression was at chetveroruka when the hunter has bent for the first time over it in a fog. For a long time it was...
It was seventeen years ago. "What for it happens? - The hunter has thought. - after all I was not going to hunt there. Kruks
informed that there there is not enough life - only a bacterium and overland rachki. And nevertheless, when Sanders has
asked me to examine vicinities, I took a carbine in the cross-country vehicle..." Over stone taluses the fog hung. The small
red sun - red dwarf EN 92 rose, - and the fog seemed reddish. Under soft caterpillars of the cross-country vehicle stones
rustled, from a fog one for another came up dark low rocks. Then something has begun to move on a crest of one of rocks,
and the hunter has stopped the car. On such distance it was difficult to consider an animal. Besides stirred a fog and twilight
illumination. But the hunter had a skilled sight. Certainly, on a rock crest made the way any large pozvonochnoe, and he was
delighted that all the same has grasped with itself a carbine.