And,
as with all retold tales that are in people's hearts, there are only good and bad things and
black and white things and good and evil things and no in-between anywhere.
A thin, timid dog came close
and, at a soft word from Kino, curled up, arranged its tail neatly over its feet, and laid its
chin delicately on the pile.
In his mind a new song
had come, the Song of Evil, the music of the enemy, of any foe of the family, a savage,
secret, dangerous melody, and underneath, the Song of the Family cried plaintively.
Created on Fri Nov 04 12:29:38 EDT 2011
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