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Updated: June 26, 2025
Since the hour of his awakening on board the globe ship, when he had half-consciously sent out an appeal for aid over the band which united him with Sssuri's race, and had touched that other consciousness not the cold alien stream about him he had been sure that somewhere within the enemy throng there was a potential savior.
But" Sssuri's yellow eyes took on some of the fire which had shone in those of the snake-devil during its last seconds of life "that must not be so!" "If they take the land, you have the sea," Dalgard pointed out. The mermen had a means of escape. But what of his own clansmen? Large families were unknown among the Terran colonists.
But as Sssuri moved, its long neck straightened until it was almost at right angles with its narrow shoulders, and from its snake's jaws proceeded a horrific hissing which arose to a scream as its leg muscles tensed for a spring. At just the right moment Sssuri's arm went back, his spear sang through the air.
For some reason he disliked the thought of swimming that stream, of having his skin laved by the turgid water with its brown sheen. "There is no need to swim." Dalgard's gaze followed Sssuri's pointing finger. But what he saw bobbing up and down, pulled a little downstream by the current, did not particularly reassure him.
Dalgard shaped the words with his lips as well as in his mind. "Just so." Sssuri did not nod, but his thought was in complete agreement. "Yet they have not come before not since the ship of my fathers landed here," Dalgard protested, not against Sssuri's judgment but against the whole idea.
When the colony scout roused in the morning, his companion was stretched full length on the other side of the spring, but his head came up as Dalgard moved. "We may go forward without fear," he shaped the assurance. "What has troubled this land has gone." "A long time ago?" Dalgard was not surprised at Sssuri's negative answer. "Within days they have been here. But they have gone once more.
Sssuri, spear ready, was trotting along the paved lane, his head up as he thought-quested for any hint of life about them. Dalgard tried to follow that lead. But he knew that it would be Sssuri's stronger power which would warn them first. They cast east from where they had landed, studying the soil of each garden spot, hunting for the unmistakable spoor of the giant reptile.
His scaled and taloned feet moved in a little shuffling war dance, and his spear spun and quivered in the sunlight, as Dalgard had seen the spears of the mer-warriors move in the mock combats of their unexplained, and to his kind unexplainable, rituals. "Then did our spears drink, and knives eat!" Sssuri's fingers brushed the hilt of the wicked blade swinging from his belt.
"So, long ago which may be months, weeks, or just days there came death out of the sea, and those who lived past its coming fled " Dalgard repeated the scanty information Sssuri had won for them the night before by patient hour-long coaxing. "What kind of death?" Sssuri's great eyes, somber and a little tired, met his. "To us there is only one kind of death to be greatly feared."
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