across the floor. She peered upward, saw Paul framed against stars.

were exposed above the filter.

She felt then a hot breeze from surface sand touch her cheeks where they

"Hurry up," Paul said. "I want to collapse the tent."

Paul collapsing their tent, recovering it up the hole.

"No."

pack. Each of these tools suddenly stood in her mind as a sign of mysterious

Paul collapsing their tent, recovering it up the hole.

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were exposed above the filter.

She felt then a hot breeze from surface sand touch her cheeks where they

primitive cells remember. The ears see. The nostrils see.

"Hurry up," Paul said. "I want to collapse the tent."

Birds.

A shower of sand from the surface brushed her left hand. How much sand will

"No."

Paul collapsing their tent, recovering it up the hole.

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meteors seemed to her like a warning, like tiger stripes, like luminous grave

know?

"Hurry up," Paul said. "I want to collapse the tent."

the cries of those who hunted your ancestors in a past so ancient only your most

menace. She looked at patches of blackness.

She swallowed in a dry throat, slipped into the hole, felt static-packed

across the floor. She peered upward, saw Paul framed against stars.

the cries of those who hunted your ancestors in a past so ancient only your most

Now she saw only the circle of stars. They were like the luminous tips of

Presently, Paul stood beside her, said: "Duncan told me that if he was

slats clabbering her blood. And she felt the chill of the price on their heads.