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тАЬKasi,тАЭ he gulped. тАЬKullervo Kasi, nothing else.тАЭ

тАЬKasiтАжтАЭ She swore. тАЬI like that not.тАЭ She pinched her eyes nearly shut,
while flat shafts of light struck him with the force of gimlets into his brain.
тАЬHow do you know what you are? Who gave you theseтАЩnames?тАЭ

Kullervo lolled his tongue thoughtfully. тАЬI donтАЩt know, Mistress. I only
know thatтАЩs who I am. ThatтАЩs all I know.тАЭ

тАЬYour father?тАЭ

Kullervo shrugged.

тАЬYour mother?тАЭ

тАЬShe tried to get rid of me in the trash-machine after I was born but
she couldnтАЩt get the door open.тАЭ

тАЬSo? Yes! I believe you. You are too lackwit to make these things up.
You were born with that name branded on your cells. There couldnтАЩt be
another. There shouldnтАЩt have been even one!тАЭ That horrific cackle again.
тАЬDid you know that? There should never have been any like you? You are
made of matter and energy that offends the very star-fire in this universe.
Did you know that?тАЭ

тАЬNo, Mistress.тАЭ

тАЬIt is true. You are a mistake, a seed-leak out of some dimension that
all within this sphere of existence must abhor whether it will or no. Of
course half of you is human or you would have been squashed out of
existence a long time ago.тАЭ

Kullervo pondered, grimacing. тАЬThat is why they hate me,тАЭ he said
finally.

тАЬYes. That is why they hate you. All but Louhi. I love you for the very
reason that they hate you. Do you understand that, worm?тАЭ
 Kullervo blinked up at her. To be loved by a creature like the starwitch
of Pohyola was, after all, something. He must be grateful for small favors.

тАЬWhere did you get those blue stockings?тАЭ

Kullervo gawked down at his legs with glum pride; his arduously
knitted joys were sodden from sweat and blood; there were holes in them,
yet they were still more or less whole. Seeing them brought a rush of
something like happiness.

тАЬI made them myself. I stole the skeins, dyed them myself. I watched
one of the cooks on the Mothership knit until I learned how. It took a long