“Don’t know. “When I was walking up here,” Tawus said at last, “I met three children, and they reminded me of some other children I saw once, or glimpsed anyway, when I was riding past in a tank. Then he jerked his head toward the door. Then you won’t feel it anymore.
I had that pony, but they shot him. We stood out anyway, pale and tall. invisible from the world, waiting to emerge into the midst of a battle to the death between cougars for a single territory. You’re Michael’s father, aren’t you?” I laughed at them.
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