"Hello, brother."The voice came out of the smoke before the shape did, and I knew it the way you know thunder before you see the lightning that caused it, a sound that arrives ahead of the thing that made it and tells you everything you need to know about what is coming.He stepped through the haze with his sword already raised, the same sword, I realized, that had been a half breath from my granddaughter's father's heart only a moment before, in a version of this evening that no longer existed anywhere except inside the woman who had unmade it."Where is she?" Valentino said. He was smiling. He had always smiled like that, even as a boy, even before the mountains took him and gave something else back wearing his face. "Where is my Kayla. I felt her wake. I felt it from a hundred miles away, brother, like a bell I had been waiting two hundred years to hear ring again.""She is not yours," I said. "She was never yours.""She chose me first.""No, she never did."He came at me, and I m
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