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daylight. Blood Vivicanti eyes saw much.
    The desert valley was a
sea of light brown sand. Tumbleweeds bounced along the roadways.
Rattlesnakes were coiled up between the rocks. Owls were perched
with wide eyes, ready to hunt. Critters were crawling everywhere.
The windfarm near Palm Springs appeared to be perfect order. White
windmills in rows like headstones were spinning madly out of
balance. The cities of the valley before us glistered with electric
lights – amber, green, and red – like gems from a treasure chest.
Clusters of neighborhoods sparkled brightest. Families through
windows gave the appearance of peace. Parents slept open mouthed.
Children were tumbled together in beds like puppies.
    The world had never seemed
so magical.
    Theo nudged my shoulder.
His smile was infectious.
    “ You have the magic
now.”
     
     
     
     
    He faced me.
    “ You have no idea who you
are. You have no clue what you’re capable of now. The power surging
through your blood has elevated you beyond anything this planet has
ever seen or known or heard of. You are a creature newly born out
of creation. You’re a being of pure grace in movement and
faculty.”
    No one had ever spoken to
me like that. I had caught my head by then. He was stealing my
heart.
     
     
     
     
    All my life I’d lived with
the feeling that I belong somewhere else. Anywhere but where I was.
Yet right then I didn’t want to be anywhere else. Right then I was
happy. Standing beside Theo felt right, and feeling right felt
good, even though feeling right and good was felt very
strange.
    What a shame I had gone so
long without feeling so right and good and strange all at
once.
     
     
     
     
    Theo had a knowing smile.
“You’re about to move mountains.”
    Then he turned and leaped
off the peak. It was a beautiful swan dive down into the still
ocean of the forest’s green canopy far below.
    The drop was over seven
thousand feet. It left no scratch on him.
    I followed. Had to. I
hadn’t learned to make my own way yet. And I wanted to follow him
too. He gave me a reason to take a leap of faith.
    Unfortunately, mine wasn’t
a supple swan dive. More like a platypus flail.
     
     
     
     
    It was interesting to watch
firsthand how Blood Memories work in us.
    Theo had drunk the blood
of a rock climber. That was how he had climbed Suicide Rock with
such self-assured deftness. The Blood Memories of the rock climber
had increased his skill and finesse.
     
     
     
     
    During that first week Theo
went off on his own.
    “ He’s always doing that,”
Ms. Crystobal told me one morning as she was serving a breakfast of
eggs benedict.
    Wyn was there. He sipped
his morning coffee while he read The New
York Times . “He’ll be back when the Blood
Memories fade.”
    Wyn was right. Theo
returned after four days. He had travelled all over Southern
California. He’d climbed all sorts of mountains. But now his Blood
Memories were fading away. Forgetting them made him brooding.
Losing the skills that came with the Blood Memories made him very
sad. He would never again remember the skill of mountain climbing,
unless he drank again the rock climber’s blood.
    The only memories Theo had
were his own. He could recall how happy he’d been climbing to the
top of Suicide Rock.
    I’ll never forget that
night either.
     
     
     
     
    Wyn’s Blood Memories lasted
a little longer. This made him very happy. My Blood Memories were
in him. They gave him my talent for remembering
everything.
    Wyn read every book in his
library in three days. He didn’t sleep a wink. He moved with
superhuman speed. He remembered every word he read.
    Then he spent the next day
locked in his study with only his laptop. He didn’t take a break.
He typed 250 words a minute. His laptop barely kept up.
    What did he
write?
    A manual on the Blood
Vivicanti. It outlines twelve psychological steps for nurturing a
race of Blood Vivicanti adolescents. The book is over 350,000
words.
    Is it any good?
    I confess I