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—
Now
rest
,
she
said
,
and
she
kissed
his
eyelids
with
her
soft
lips
.
Let
it
go
.
Let
it
all
go
.
The
sleep
he
slept
after
that
was
deep
and
dreamless
and
comforting
,
and
Shadow
dived
deep
and
embraced
it
.
The
light
was
strange
.
It
was
—
he
checked
his
watch
—
six
forty
-
five
A
.
M
.
,
and
still
dark
outside
,
but
the
room
was
filled
with
a
pale
blue
dimness
.
He
climbed
out
of
bed
.
He
was
certain
that
he
had
been
wearing
pajamas
when
he
went
to
bed
,
but
now
he
was
naked
,
and
the
air
was
cold
on
his
skin
.
He
walked
to
the
window
and
closed
it
.
There
had
been
a
snowstorm
in
the
night
:
six
inches
had
fallen
,
perhaps
more
.
The
corner
of
the
town
that
Shadow
could
see
from
his
window
,
dirty
and
run
-
down
,
had
been
transformed
into
somewhere
clean
and
different
:
these
houses
were
not
abandoned
and
forgotten
,
they
were
frosted
into
elegance
.
The
streets
had
vanished
completely
,
lost
beneath
a
white
field
of
snow
.
There
was
an
idea
that
hovered
at
the
edge
of
his
perception
.
Something
about
transience
.
It
flickered
and
was
gone
.
He
could
see
as
well
as
if
it
were
full
daylight
.
In
the
mirror
,
Shadow
noticed
something
strange
.
He
stepped
closer
,
and
stared
,
puzzled
.
All
his
bruises
had
vanished
.
He
touched
his
side
,
pressing
firmly
with
his
fingertips
,
feeling
for
one
of
the
deep
pains
that
told
him
he
had
encountered
Mr
.
Stone
and
Mr
.
Wood
,
hunting
for
the
greening
blossoms
of
bruise
that
Mad
Sweeney
had
gifted
him
with
,
and
finding
nothing
.
His
face
was
clear
and
unmarked
.
His
sides
,
however
,
and
his
back
(
he
twisted
to
examine
it
)
were
scratched
with
what
looked
like
claw
marks
.
He
hadn
’
t
dreamed
it
,
then
.
Not
entirely
.
Shadow
opened
the
drawers
,
and
put
on
what
he
found
:
an
ancient
pair
of
blue
-
denim
Levis
,
a
shirt
,
a
thick
blue
sweater
,
and
a
black
undertaker
’
s
coat
he
found
hanging
in
the
wardrobe
at
the
back
of
the
room
.
He
wondered
again
who
the
clothes
had
belonged
to
.
