Simon should not have been surprised, but he was. He dropped helplessly to the ground and began to cry—great choking sobs of exhaustion and confusion and total despair.“Oh, Daughter of the Mountains,” the strange new voice said. “This does not seem good.”
He straightened, staring into the distance. “Do the dead always stand between the living, Uncle?”
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