Artemis Fowl and the Time Paradox [antikvár]

PRpLOGVEFOWL liiAnoR, DuBLin, iRELAnoBARELY an hour north of Dublin's fair city lies the Fowl estate, where the boundaries have changed little in the past five hundred years.The manor house is not visible from the main road, shrouded by a fan of oak trees and a parallelogram of high stone walls. The gates are reinforced steel with cameras perched upon their pillars. Were you allowed to pass through these discreetly electrified portals, you would find yourself on a pea-gravel avenue, meandering gently through what was once a manicured lawn, but which has now been encouraged to evolve into a wild garden.The trees grow dense as you approach the manor itself, soaring oak and horse chestnut, intermingled with more delicate ash and willow^. The only signs of cultivation are a driveway free of weeds, and the glowing lamps that float overhead seemingly without tether or cable.>Ei30