found the at the Mount of Accumulated Thunder, and the meeting of the two old sworn brothers was cold from the first word, because the Bull had heard about Red Boy.
Brother. The Bull said the word like a thing spat out. You come to me and call me brother. You, who let that woman in the south put five rings on my son and carry him off to hold her vase for eternity. My boy. My only boy. And you stand at my mountain and remind me we drank together three hundred years ago.
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