This is a trick! he thought, wild fear making his heart gallop. He growled and pressed harder against the knife. “Stop talking!” he barked. But Serapio would not. “I know what it is to bear the weight of other people’s dreams, to be bound to realize their desires over your own. I see your struggle, as it is mine, too. Forgive me for adding to your pain. I never meant to divide you from family and clan, from yourself.” “You overestimate your importance to me,” he hissed, but it was a lie, and they both knew it. “I’m going to remove my hand,” Serapio said, voice a strained whisper, “and let the
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