“I tried.” My voice broke as I spoke. “I tried so hard to become all she was, to want what she wanted for me.” The darkening sky overhead was speckled with the first stars. Walkers on the Road, Matra would have called them, but now there was no Matra, no wind driving me, and I felt frightened, rootless, and free. “What I would rather? I would rather you not set up a mating for me like I was a fur you were trying to trade at the hunting grounds.” I stomped around the small family area, but there was nothing here I could kick, and I desperately needed to kick something.
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