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The worm blocted out the moon light
As it brushed to the rocks above them a shout of small stones and sand cascaded into the narrow hiding place
Paul crowded his mother father back cinnamon the smell of it flooded across him
What has the worm to do with a spice my launch
He asked himself
And he remembered lit kinds betraining a veiled reference to some association between worm and spice marroom
It was like a peel of dry thunder coming from far off to that right again bar room
The worm drew back onto the sand lay a momentarily its crystal teeth weaeving moon flashes
Lumb lumb lumb lumb another thmper pauled again
It sounded off
They're right a shudder passed through the warm
It drew father away into the sand
Only a mounded up a curve remained like half a bell mouth
The curve of a tunnel rearing above the dunes
Sand ruasbed the creature sank father retreating turning it became a amount of chrristing sand that curved away through a saddle in the dunes
Paul stepppped out of the crack
Watched the sand wave received acacross the waste toward the ththmpper summons
Jessica followed listening lumb lumb lumb lumb lumb
Presently the sound stopped
Paul found the tube into his stelsuit sipped the reclaimed water
Jessica focused on his action
But her mind felt a blank with fatigue and the aftermouh of terror has it gone for sure
She whispered somebody called it
Paul said
Freremon
She felt herself recovering it
It was so big
Not as big as the one that got our thuoptor are you shored it with fremman
They used the thumper
Why would they help us
Maybe they weren't helping us
Maybe they were just calling a worm
Why an answer they poised at the edge of his awareness
But refused to come
He had a vision in his mind of something to do with a telescoping barbed sticks in their packs
The maker hoaks
Why would they call a worm
Jessicica asked breaath of fear touched his mind
And he forced himself to turn away from his mother to look up the cliff
We better find a way up there before daylight
He pointed those polls
We passed that are more of them
She looked following the line of his hand
Saw the polls
Wind discratched markers made out the shadow of a narrow ledge
That twisted into a gravas high above them
They mark away way up the cliff
Paul said settled he shoulders into the pack
Crossed to the foot of the ledge
And began the climb upward
Jessica awaited a moment rererestororher strengthth then she followed up they climbed following the guide poles
Until alleged dwindled to a narrow lip of a mouth of a dark crevas
Paul tipped his head to appear into the shadowed place
He could feel the precarious hold his feet had on the slend alledge
But forced himself to slow caution
He saw only darkness within the crevas
It stretched a way upward open to the stars at the top
His ears searched found only sounds
He could expect a tiny spill of sand
An insect burr
The patter of a small running creature
He tested the darkness in the travas with one foot found rock bneeds a greeting surface slowly
He inched around the corner signalled for his mother to follow he grasped the loose edge of her
Robe helped her around
They looked upward at starlight
Framed by two rock lips or all saw his mother beside him as a cloudy gray movement
If we could only risk a light
He whispered we have other senses than eyes
She said pau's leader foot forward shifted his weight and probed with the other foot met and obstruction
He lifted his foot found a step
Pulled himself up onto it
He reached back felt his moth's arm tuggeted her rope for her
Her to follow another step
It goes on up to the top
I think he whispered shallow and even steps
Jessica thought men carved beyond doubt
She followed the shadowy movement of pal's progress feeling out the steps rock walls nourowed
Until her shoulders almost brushed them
The steps ended in a slited defile about twenty meters long its floor level
And this opened onto a shaallow moonlit basin all stepped out into the rimm of the basin whispered what a beautiful place
Jessica could only stastared inside and agreement from her position are step behind him in spite of weirlness
Ss irritation of recaths and nose plugs and the confinement of the steel suit in spite of fear and the aching desire of arrest
This basason's beauty filled her senses
Forcing her to stop and admirit like a fairyland
Paul whispead jessica nodded