Bloodmonkey moved his hand in complex motion and touched a bead he bore upon his belt. Suddenly the ground beneath the Kurmatum al Hurd shook and lurched and groaned. Aghast I spake, “What’s thou done? This earth quack, is it doing of yours?” To which Bloodmonkey chortled, “Nay, I petted the Earth and this is her Gentle hand returning the Favour … oh, hold on now!” He gripped the Kurmatum’s rock ship steering wheel and I clutched a wheel as suddenly a great moaning surrounded us, upon which I was quite swept off my feet by the sudden “Whooosh!”
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