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would help me cut off the rush of power that it siphoned from me. The bubble in my belly stretched a
little, not far enough to snap, but enough to encourage me. I was almost certain it was psychological, but
what the hell: if vehicle analogies and physical action did the trick, I could work with that. All I needed
was a moment to think, time to unjumble the memories and thoughts I d shared with the monster I held
on to.
Exhaustion swept over me, leaving me trembling and unable to haul backward on the serpent anymore.
Screw understanding. I needed to cut off the flow of power, or better yet, do with it what we d intended:
translocate the damned monster somewhere safe. I gritted my teeth together, leaned forward, and shoved
as hard as I could.
The monster smashed forward, dragging me with it.
Not in to some other place, outside the Hollidays front yard. No. That would have been good. That
would have been what I wanted. No, it splintered through the pentagram walls like they d never been
there, and dove into Colin s chest.
I went with it, all the way through the pentagram lines, and let go the instant before I, too, was absorbed
into Colin s body. I had too much momentum and stumbled forward, planting my hands on the tree
behind his shoulders, so I was right there, half an inch from his nose, when his eyes went black and hard
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as obsidian, bright and dark like Virissong s. Like Judy s.
Like the snake I d brought back to give him strength.
For one brilliant, aching moment I understood.
I understood something even Virissong hadn t. There was no separation of one creature and another. The
serpent was Virissong, and Virissong the serpent. They hadn t always been one and the same. That much
I could tell from the serpent s memories that still lingered in my mind, their meaning becoming ever-
more clear. Virissong s spirits hadn t protected him at all. He d become a vessel for the serpent, allowing
it into the Middle World. My world. He still thought he was in control, that the serpent did his whim.
That the hunt he d begun for the monster that had destroyed Nakaytah, so many thousands of years ago,
was his own hunt.
But the serpent s memory whispered to me that like the serpent itself, Virissong had only been trapped in
the Lower World, unable to free himself and regain the Middle World that was the serpent s own goal.
With Virissong s human face, they could together influence receptive mortals from time to time. Faye
had been one, but her mistakes paled next to mine.
Because the black snake whose weight Colin s slender shoulders had borne carried a thread of
Virissong s essence within it. A thread that I had carried back from the Middle World to make this all
possible.
There d never been any chance the pentagram would hold the serpent, not with a real and true shard of its
self outside the star s safe walls. Not with a willing host waiting to carry it into the world, and not with a
helpful conduit shuttling pieces of its core back and forth from the Lower to the Middle World. Faye had
done badly by beginning the process that would release Virissong, but I was the one who d actually
brought a piece of him into my world.
Virissong s grin split Colin s face in a nasty gash, his laughter a rich deep delight edged with diamond
razors. He said, Thank you, the whisper rattling the small bones of my ears and sending chilly waves of
nausea down my spine and into my fingertips. He swayed his head, watching me with cold flat eyes,
snakelike, and split another vicious smile. Perhapsss the Enemy cannot bind those who walk my path,
asss I could not fully bind you. Perhapsss the Enemy is wissser in not trying, he whispered, but
perhapss that iss not sso. In sso little time of following me, look what you have wrought, Walkingstick.
The hiss in his voice faded with each sentence, as if he was relearning the way a human tongue made
speech. You have brought me forth fully, as no one has been able to do in thousands of years. And there
is no Enemy to bind me again, shaman. You are my greatest achievement.
Buddy, I whispered, I don t know who your Enemy is, but whoever it is, I m pretty goddamned sure
he s my friend. I lifted my voice, hearing it crack as I called out, Marcia? Take care of Mel.
Then I wrapped my arms around Colin s no longer frail body and let go with all the power I d been
collecting, focusing the coven s spell on myself instead of on Virissong.
Air imploded around me with a soft bamf. I hadn t previously known that imploding air was a sound in
my repertoire of easily recognized noises, but it was. For a couple of seconds, I felt like a special effect in
a movie, which was just so cool there wasn t much else in the world to worry about. Besides, it didn t
hurt, and that made it even better. I d sort of expected that moving myself from one point to another
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without going through the intervening distance would rupture my eardrums, or something equally
unpleasant. I had some pretty recent experience with ruptured eardrums, and I was extremely pleased to
not be revisiting that particular moment in my life. All in all it was a highly enjoyable two seconds.
At the end of that time I noticed I was falling very very fast toward a flat glimmering surface a long, long
way below me. I was reasonably sure the part where it didn t hurt was going to come to an abrupt end in
the near future.
Colin twisted in my arms, screaming outrage as he writhed. An elbow caught me in the nose and I nearly
let go, then held on tighter. For some reason dropping him seemed careless, even as he flailed and
shrieked. It s gonna be okay, I yelled. The air tasted thick and sour, too muggy and too hot, even
though we were making our own wind by falling through it.
He gave me a black-eyed look of unmitigated hatred, pulling his lips back from his teeth to hiss, more
like a cat than a snake. It ll be fine, I yelled again. I wasn t sure who I was trying to convince, but I
suspected of the two of us, I was the one concerned about our future well-being.
Which led me to wonder what the hell I thought I was going to do next. The glittering surface below was
slowly getting larger I was pretty sure it was Lake Washington, although I hadn t ever seen it from
quite this vantage before and I wondered how high up we were and how long it would take us to hit the
water, and whether terminal velocity gave any kind of softening on the odds of survival if you hit liquid
instead of solid earth. It was amazing the kinds of things that just flowed right through my mind when the
other option to think about was impending death.
Colin screamed again, a long thin sound that had no business coming from a human throat. His whole
body bucked in my arms, wrenching itself rigid before it softened, as if the bones were melting out from
under his skin. I shuddered and took my eyes away from the looming lake to try to calm him, and instead
let out a hoarse yell and let him go despite my best intentions.
He was melting, skin molting and blending into black scales, the rage in his eyes flattened by the deadly
dullness of the serpent s gaze. His body threaded longer, arms melding to his sides, legs growing
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