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Chapter 21 Every night your count is made And your tally-stick put into the ground, So your herdsman can tell people how many ewes There are and how many young lambs, And how many goats and how many young kids. . —Sumerian poem . MIKHAIL Spawn of Shay'tan! The foolish goat is nowhere to be found! Since yesterday, Nemesis has evaded my patrols. Did a lion get her? Maybe she got attacked by a pack of hyenas? Fell off a cliff? Got bitten by a snake? What will Ninsianna think when she returns home and finds her goat is missing? Pet goat my asal! Nemesis is a furred little hellspawn, a miniature Evil One incarnate. She enjoys making me look like an i***t! One of these days I will do what Immanu suggests! Wrap her head in colorful dyed linen ribbons, whisper my sins into her ears, an