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Chapter 52: Mica Doesn't Think

Pell mell. Go like hell. We didn't worry about food much-sat down for half an hour, ate what the Albans had packed for us-which was very nourishing; it must have been, as fast as we were going. We travelled all night that first night. Vuud and I slept a little before sunrise. Landers couldn't sleep, everything was intense: the sound and smell of mud, flying insects, the stars and the miraculous moons. He was so used to the dark rocky world underground that he couldn't stand to miss ...

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