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Unformatted text preview: iscarnate thing-without history or memory or reason-that sought to reason- rather than suffer, grieve and want." Michael's eyes narrowed. He said nothing. "The story that / want to tell is my own-who I was before death separated me from the flesh I dreamed of forever after." He brought his two hands up and crossed them for one moment on his chest. "In the beginning," said Michael mockingly. "In the beginning," the creature repeated, only without the irony. He went on, slowly, words heartfelt, imploring. "In the beginning- long before Suzanne said her prayer in the circle-in the beginning- when I had life, true life in me, as I have it again now." Silence. "Trust us," said Stolov. It was almost a whisper. Lasher's eyes remained fixed on Michael. "You don't know," he said, "how eager I am to tell you the truth. I dare you-I dare you to hear me out and not to forgive." Thirty-four LASHER S STORY LET ME take you to the first moments, as / recall them-no matter what others said to me after, either in one life or another, no matter what I came to see in my dreams. I remember lying in bed beside my mother; it...
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