Mid Pleasures and Palaces

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It was, Kirk thought, such as remaining in a chasm, viewing a rock waver unstably above you. It may fall at any moment, pounding your life out right away underneath its weight. Your lone potential protections are your mind and voice—yet how would you contend with a rock which neither sees nor hears?

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t’s go.” He got Kirk’s gun from where he had dropped it on the ground and held it out.

Kirk took a gander at the weapon and at the creature. The paw had been drawn away from Loren’s shoulder and again it was ready, prepared. “You keep it, Harry,” he said.

“Gracious, yes. Obviously,” Loren said. There was a snapshot of quietness as Loren stuck the gun absently into the abdomen of his worn out fabric covering, adjacent to the blade. Them three stood by at that point, Kirk, Loren, and the creature.