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He
turned
,
slowly
,
and
stared
into
the
gray
-
brown
face
and
pointed
ears
of
a
squirrel
.
In
close
-
up
,
he
learned
,
a
squirrel
looks
a
lot
less
cute
than
it
does
from
a
distance
.
The
creature
was
rat
-
like
,
and
dangerous
,
not
sweet
or
charming
.
And
its
teeth
looked
sharp
.
He
hoped
that
it
would
not
perceive
him
as
a
threat
,
or
as
a
food
source
.
He
did
not
think
that
squirrels
were
carnivorous
…
but
then
,
so
many
things
he
had
not
thought
had
turned
out
to
be
so
…
He
slept
.
The
pain
woke
him
several
times
in
the
next
few
hours
.
It
pulled
him
from
a
dark
dream
in
which
dead
children
rose
and
came
to
him
,
their
eyes
peeling
,
swollen
pearls
,
and
they
reproached
him
for
failing
them
and
it
pulled
him
from
another
dream
,
in
which
he
was
staring
up
at
a
mammoth
,
hairy
and
dark
,
as
it
lumbered
toward
him
from
the
mist
,
but
—
awake
for
a
moment
,
a
spider
edging
across
his
face
,
and
he
shook
his
head
,
dislodging
or
frightening
it
—
now
the
mammoth
was
an
elephant
-
headed
man
,
pot
-
bellied
,
one
tusk
broken
,
and
he
was
riding
toward
Shadow
on
the
back
of
a
huge
mouse
.
The
elephant
-
headed
man
curled
his
trunk
towards
Shadow
and
said
,
"
If
you
had
invoked
me
before
you
began
this
journey
,
perhaps
some
of
your
troubles
might
have
been
avoided
.
"
Then
the
elephant
took
the
mouse
,
which
had
,
by
some
means
that
Shadow
could
not
perceive
,
become
tiny
while
not
changing
in
size
at
all
,
and
passed
it
from
hand
to
hand
to
hand
,
fingers
curling
about
it
as
the
little
brown
creature
scampered
from
palm
to
palm
,
and
Shadow
was
not
at
all
surprised
when
the
elephant
-
headed
god
finally
opened
all
four
of
his
hands
to
reveal
them
perfectly
empty
.
He
shrugged
arm
after
arm
after
arm
in
a
peculiar
fluid
motion
,
and
looked
at
Shadow
,
his
face
unreadable
.
"
It
’
s
in
the
trunk
,
"
Shadow
told
the
elephant
man
,
who
had
seen
the
flickering
tail
vanish
.
The
elephant
man
nodded
his
huge
head
,
and
said
,
"
Yes
.
In
the
trunk
.
You
will
forget
many
things
.
You
will
give
many
things
away
.
You
will
lose
many
things
.
But
do
not
lose
this
.
"
And
then
the
rains
began
,
and
Shadow
was
awake
once
more
.
He
tumbled
,
shivering
and
wet
,
from
deep
sleep
to
wakefulness
in
moments
.
The
shivering
intensified
,
until
it
scared
Shadow
:
he
was
shivering
more
violently
than
he
had
ever
imagined
possible
,
a
series
of
convulsive
shudders
which
built
upon
each
other
.
He
willed
himself
to
stop
shaking
,
but
still
he
shivered
,
his
teeth
banging
together
,
his
limbs
twitching
and
jerking
beyond
his
control
.
There
was
real
pain
there
,
too
,
a
deep
,
knife
-
like
pain
that
covered
his
body
with
tiny
,
invisible
wounds
,
intimate
and
unbearable
.
He
opened
his
mouth
to
catch
the
rain
as
it
fell
,
moistening
his
cracked
lips
and
his
dry
tongue
,
wetting
the
ropes
that
bound
him
to
the
trunk
of
the
tree
.
There
was
a
flash
of
lightning
so
bright
it
felt
like
a
blow
to
his
eyes
,
transforming
the
world
into
an
intense
panorama
of
image
and
after
-
image
.
Then
the
thunder
,
a
crack
and
a
boom
and
a
rumble
,
and
,
as
the
thunder
echoed
,
the
rain
redoubled
.
In
the
rain
and
the
night
the
shivering
abated
;
the
knife
-
blades
were
put
away
.
Shadow
no
longer
felt
the
cold
,
or
rather
,
he
felt
only
the
cold
,
but
the
cold
had
now
become
part
of
himself
,
it
belonged
to
him
and
he
belonged
to
it
.
Shadow
hung
from
the
tree
while
the
lightning
flickered
and
forked
across
the
sky
,
and
the
thunder
subsided
into
an
omnipresent
rumbling
,
with
occasional
bangs
and
roars
like
distant
bombs
exploding
in
the
night
,
and
the
wind
tugged
at
Shadow
,
trying
to
pull
him
from
the
tree
,
flaying
his
skin
,
cutting
to
the
bone
;
and
at
the
height
of
the
storm
—
and
Shadow
knew
in
his
soul
that
the
real
storm
had
truly
begun
,
the
true
storm
,
and
that
now
it
was
here
there
was
nothing
any
of
them
could
do
but
ride
it
out
:
none
of
them
,
old
gods
or
new
,
spirits
,
powers
,
women
or
men
…
