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The light was dying But theThis was not yet true darkness But it was co
"Where is he?" Sam wondered for the millionth time He scanned the beach, already dark He scanned the woods and the bluff Drake could be in either place Beneath those dark trees Or somewhere up in those rocks
He sank into a canvas chair
"You awake enough to keep your eyes open?" he asked Dekka
"Catch some z’s, Sa for him
He said, "Sorry I snapped at you before"
She didn’t say anything but kissed hi his face with her hands They made love slowly, silently, and when they were finished, Sam drifted into sleep
When Cigar looked at Sanjit he saw a dancing, twirling, happy creature that looked like a greyhound walking erect The one called Choo looked like a sleepy gorilla with a slow-beating red valentine of a heart
Cigar kneasn’t seeing what other people saw He just didn’t knohether what he was seeing was a result of having his new eyes, or whether it was e and incredible
Strange eyes Strange brain Some combination of the two?
Even objects--the beds, the tables, the steps at Clifftop--had an eerie glow, a vibration, a strea fixed in place, they were
Mad eyes, mad brain
Memories that made the screams rise in his raw throat
When that happened Sanjit or Choo or the little one, Boho looked like a spectral white kitten, would co words At those ti beaht, and that … that … he didn’t knohat to call it, but that … stuff … would cal, very different froh the air, passing through objects, rising sometimes like sreen whip
When Lana ca to touch her, sliding away, reaching again, insistent
And so for him It had no eyes It couldn’t see hi that interested it
When it came close to him he would have visions of Penny He would have visions of hi her suffer
He wondered if the rising sive him power over Penny He wondered if he said yes--Yes, reach e on Penny
But Cigar’s thoughts never lasted for very long He would put together pictures in his head; then they would fly apart like an exploding jigsaw puzzle
At times the little boy would come