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he is not meant to be where they are. He can remember why they<br />
came to the summit. Before he reaches the ground, he is sure he<br />
can remember everything.<br />
When they wake, there is hot, thick rain that makes soft<br />
sounds.<br />
Em blinks once, twice, three times to find Kai near her. He<br />
stands in the grass on slight brown legs like those of a doe. His hair<br />
is stuck to his scalp and he smoothes it back to grin through the<br />
rain at her, but she can see the fear in his eyes even as he climbs<br />
through the dense green world which was made for them but is not<br />
yet theirs.<br />
The sun has come to the sky and there is no more dark, but<br />
when they come from the woods, they find a hole left in the world.<br />
“They did not come for us,” Kai says.<br />
“I knew it.”<br />
“I wish I’d known. How did you—”<br />
She shakes her head and says, “What is a storm?”<br />
He sighs. Repeats, “When the world falls down and bumps its<br />
crown.”<br />
“Did they do it?”<br />
“Make the storm?”<br />
“What were black rolls of sound and white forks of light?”<br />
“Like ash is to snow.”<br />
“It was year’s end,” Em says noncommittally.<br />
“There are still more. Out there,” he says. “But not to save<br />
us.”<br />
In his head, he can see it just as he could when he fell. The<br />
wood box of the radio, the tinny static that came screeching out,<br />
the damp voice of a frightened man who said that the town was not<br />
safe, that they would come like storms, like fear, like war. That no<br />
one would be left when it was done. That they had to hide. That<br />
there was not any place to hide. That this was the end and they<br />
should have known what it meant to hide from the wild.<br />
“I can remember,” Kai says.<br />
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