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"
Odin
?
"
said
Shadow
,
and
the
wind
whipped
the
word
from
his
lips
.
"
Odin
,
"
whispered
Wednesday
,
and
the
crash
of
the
breakers
on
the
beach
of
skulls
was
not
loud
enough
to
drown
that
whisper
.
"
Odin
,
"
said
Wednesday
,
tasting
the
sound
of
the
words
in
his
mouth
.
"
Odin
,
"
said
Wednesday
,
his
voice
a
triumphant
shout
that
echoed
from
horizon
to
horizon
.
His
name
swelled
and
grew
and
filled
the
world
like
the
pounding
of
blood
in
Shadow
’
s
ears
.
And
then
,
as
in
a
dream
,
they
were
no
longer
riding
toward
a
distant
hall
.
They
were
already
there
,
and
their
mounts
were
tied
in
the
shelter
beside
the
hall
.
The
hall
was
huge
but
primitive
.
The
roof
was
thatched
,
the
walls
were
wooden
.
There
was
a
fire
burning
in
the
center
of
the
hall
,
and
the
smoke
stung
Shadow
’
s
eyes
.
"
We
should
have
done
this
in
my
mind
,
not
in
his
,
"
muttered
Mr
.
Nancy
to
Shadow
.
"
It
would
have
been
warmer
there
.
"
"
We
’
re
in
his
mind
?
"
"
More
or
less
.
This
is
Valaskjalf
.
It
’
s
his
old
hall
.
"
Shadow
was
relieved
to
see
that
Nancy
was
now
once
more
an
old
man
wearing
yellow
gloves
,
although
his
shadow
shook
and
shivered
and
changed
in
the
flames
of
the
fire
,
and
what
it
changed
into
was
not
always
entirely
human
.
There
were
wooden
benches
against
the
walls
,
and
,
sitting
on
them
or
standing
beside
them
,
perhaps
ten
people
.
They
kept
their
distance
from
each
other
:
a
mixed
lot
,
who
included
a
dark
-
skinned
,
matronly
woman
in
a
red
sari
,
several
shabby
-
looking
businessmen
,
and
others
,
too
close
to
the
fire
for
Shadow
to
be
able
to
make
them
out
.
"
Where
are
they
?
"
whispered
Wednesday
fiercely
,
to
Nancy
.
"
Well
?
Where
are
they
?
There
should
be
scores
of
us
here
.
