The Forerunner Factor
“Like it or not, the sleeping spaceman at her side was still her responsibility. Zass squatted down, clapping and folding her wings, to sit licking at her body fur where sticky smears suggested that she had fed well before she returned to the two now stranded on the rock ledge.Having appeased a measure of her body’s need, the girl went to the edge of the block on which they had taken refuge to survey the narrow ribbon of flowing sand that lay between them and the barriers of the valley. There were no ominous writhings on its surface, nothing to suggest that there lay danger beneath that smooth roll. But she did not in the least believe that if she ventured into that murky stuff (and she had no idea as to how deep it was), she would not be in such danger as her imagination was only too willing to suggest.Her hook and rope trick could not work again. There was no convenient hole in the rock across the stream to catch her grapple and she had sacrificed so much of the rope length since she... had knotted it together she was sure it would not span that space.MoreLess
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