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He
stood
on
an
open
plain
.
Beside
him
was
the
place
from
which
he
had
once
emerged
,
from
which
the
earth
had
squeezed
him
.
Stars
were
still
falling
from
the
sky
and
each
star
that
touched
the
red
earth
became
a
man
or
a
woman
.
The
men
had
long
black
hair
and
high
cheekbones
.
The
women
all
looked
like
Marguerite
Olsen
.
These
were
the
star
people
.
They
looked
at
him
with
dark
,
proud
eyes
.
"
Tell
me
about
the
thunderbirds
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
Please
.
It
’
s
not
for
me
.
It
’
s
for
my
wife
.
"
One
by
one
they
turned
their
backs
on
him
,
and
as
he
lost
their
faces
they
were
gone
,
one
with
the
landscape
.
But
the
last
of
them
,
her
hair
streaked
white
on
dark
gray
,
pointed
before
she
turned
away
,
pointed
into
the
wine
-
colored
sky
.
"
Ask
them
yourself
,
"
she
said
.
Summer
lightning
flickered
,
momentarily
illuminating
the
landscape
from
horizon
to
horizon
.
There
were
high
rocks
near
him
,
peaks
and
spires
of
sandstone
,
and
Shadow
began
to
climb
the
nearest
.
The
spire
was
the
color
of
old
ivory
.
He
grabbed
at
a
handhold
,
and
felt
it
slice
into
his
hand
.
It
’
s
bone
,
thought
Shadow
.
Not
stone
.
It
’
s
old
dry
bone
.
But
it
was
a
dream
,
and
in
dreams
,
sometimes
,
you
have
no
choices
:
either
there
are
no
decisions
to
be
made
,
or
they
were
made
for
you
long
before
ever
the
dream
began
.
Shadow
continued
to
climb
,
pulling
himself
up
.
His
hands
hurt
.
Bone
popped
and
crushed
and
fragmented
under
his
bare
feet
,
cutting
them
painfully
.
The
wind
tugged
at
him
,
and
he
pressed
himself
to
the
spire
,
and
he
continued
to
climb
the
tower
.
It
was
made
of
only
one
kind
of
bone
,
he
realized
,
repeated
over
and
over
.
Each
of
the
bones
was
dry
and
ball
-
like
.
For
a
moment
he
had
imagined
they
might
be
old
yellow
shells
or
the
eggs
of
some
dreadful
bird
.
But
another
flare
of
lightning
told
him
differently
:
they
had
holes
for
eyes
,
and
they
had
teeth
,
which
grinned
without
humor
.
