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He
opened
his
own
hands
,
showed
them
,
one
after
the
other
,
to
be
completely
empty
.
Then
he
pushed
the
glass
eye
into
the
leathery
palm
of
the
old
man
’
s
hand
and
left
it
there
.
"
How
did
you
do
that
?
"
"
Magic
,
"
said
Shadow
,
without
smiling
.
The
old
man
grinned
and
laughed
and
clapped
his
hands
together
.
He
looked
at
the
eye
,
holding
it
between
finger
and
thumb
,
and
nodded
,
as
if
he
knew
exactly
what
it
was
,
and
then
he
slipped
it
into
a
leather
bag
that
hung
by
his
waist
.
"
Takk
kærlega
.
I
shall
take
care
of
this
.
"
"
You
’
re
welcome
,
"
said
Shadow
.
He
stood
up
,
brushed
the
grass
from
his
jeans
.
He
closed
the
book
,
put
it
back
into
the
side
-
pocket
of
his
backpack
.
"
Again
,
"
said
the
Lord
of
Asgard
,
with
an
imperious
motion
of
his
head
,
his
voice
deep
and
commanding
.
"
More
.
Do
again
"
"
You
people
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
You
’
re
never
satisfied
.
Okay
.
This
is
one
I
learned
from
a
guy
who
’
s
dead
now
.
"
He
reached
into
nowhere
,
and
took
a
gold
coin
from
the
air
.
It
was
a
normal
sort
of
gold
coin
.
It
couldn
’
t
bring
back
the
dead
or
heal
the
sick
,
but
it
was
a
gold
coin
sure
enough
.
"
And
that
’
s
all
there
is
,
"
he
said
,
displaying
it
between
finger
and
thumb
.
"
That
’
s
all
she
wrote
.
"
He
tossed
the
coin
into
the
air
with
a
flick
of
his
thumb
.
It
spun
golden
at
the
top
of
its
arc
,
in
the
sunlight
,
and
it
glittered
and
glinted
and
hung
there
in
the
mid
-
summer
sky
as
if
it
was
never
going
to
come
down
.
Maybe
it
never
would
.
Shadow
didn
’
t
wait
to
see
.
He
walked
away
and
he
kept
on
walking
.