C H A P T E R 2
-fastoms of t angles. A fee set of original baby teeteet. Only one, teet top of e. inized me, faint cro gat t eyes. t look like any c ancients in wild childrens bodies.
t tings, and ts, tom tes at ta-sia. Not little redo t Santas rolls, and oters from tuck in time, ageless, feral as a pack of wild dogs.
A girl, bro, squatted near me and traced patterns in t near my ;My name is Speck.quot; tared at me. quot;You need to eat somet; S tercress, and ed roasted beetles. I refused t but ables er from a ers, tcently, my face from time to time, smiling w my eye.
to take ay dis me a pair of trousers. Sruggled beneat, and t out laugried to button my fly revealing my nakedness. I ion to sroduced himself and his cronies.
quot;I am Igel,quot; back ;t;
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quot;Im ; I croaked, my voice rah suffering.
quot;; Onions smiled, and everyone laug tion. to c quot;Aniday, Aniday,quot; and a cry sounded in my . From t time forime I forgot my given name, alt of tened, my old identity began to fade, muc remember all t is born. to lose ones name is tting.
As troduced eac t my ears. to ringed t, I ie me up to be baptized yet again, but most of took scant notice of my panic. t, anxious to begin, and Igel strode over to my bedside. quot;ere going on a scavenger , Aniday. But y