PROLOGUE

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• The feather God   PROLOGUE

  It is difficult to believe in the possibility or rationality or logic, of knowing that a thing has happened when it is yet to happen....However, on the day Seem dies, I know that he is dead long before he dies.I swerve around the corner of the narrow street with the faulty brakes under my feet, yelling with horror and frustration and desperation. Horror at the ferociousness and power of my pursuers; frustration at the rickety-rattling-clanging-smoking slowness of my stepfather's truck which I drive now, desperarion to elude my pursuers under any circumstance. I know I'd never get away this way. In fact, I know I'd do much better on my own than in this truck, but I can not do anything about it because of the passenger in the narrow, battered seat beside me. Chained by the seatbelt she is screaming too, and thrashing with every metallic rattle, and for a second the thought flashes across my mind that she might open the door and leap out for fright. That would be di