Американские боги
Chapter 7
It’salinefromabadspythriller."
"Jackal.Friend.Tok.Kay-ro."
"Soyousaid.I’dlikealittlemoreinformationthanthat."
Thebirdhalf-turned,andpulledanotherbloodystripofrawvenisonfromthefawn’sribs.Thenitflewoffintothetrees,theredstripdanglingfromitsbeaklikealong,bloodyworm.
"Hey!Canyouatleastgetmebacktoarealroad?"calledShadow.
Theravenflewupandaway.Shadowlookedatthecorpseofthebabydeer.Hedecidedthatifhewerearealwoodsman,hewouldsliceoffasteakandgrillitoverawoodfire.Instead,hesatonafallentreeandateaSnickersbarandknewthathereallywasn’tarealwoodsman.
Theravencawedfromtheedgeoftheclearing.
"Youwantmetofollowyou?"askedShadow."OrhasTimmyfallendownanotherwell?"Thebirdcawedagain,impatiently.Shadowstartedwalkingtowardit.Itwaiteduntilhewasclose,thenflappedheavilyintoanothertree,headingsomewhattotheleftofthewayShadowhadoriginallybeengoing.
"Hey,"saidShadow."HuginnorMuninn,orwhoeveryouare."
Thebirdturned,headtipped,suspiciously,ononeside,anditstaredathimwithbrighteyes.
"Say‘Nevermore,’"saidShadow.
"Fuckyou,"saidtheraven.
