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"This is their desert," said Count Non. "Theyre more likely to think were thieves after their salvage than their new best friends. "
"What about food and water? Maybe we could trade with them," Spyder said.
"We have enough food. And theres plenty of water in the desert," said Shrike. "Primos taking us along a route with springs and wells, arent you?"
"Give me a single leaf and I will tell you the shadows of the birds that have crossed it. Give me a stone and I will tell you what army has marched past and where the freshest water can be found," Primo said. "Thats the earliest bit of wisdom the Gytrash learn in childhood. "
The day was heating up quickly. The tracks of the nomads sleds paralleled their trail for several miles, then cut to the east and disappeared. Spyder pulled off his leather jacket (causing shooting pains throughout his injured hand) and draped it over the saddle horn.
Shrike rode up beside him and offered him some of her water. Spyder drank and kissed her hand as he gave her back the canteen.
"Tell me more about Lucifers playpen," she said.
A few yards ahead of them, Spyder could hear Lulu singing quietly, "Im on the Highway to Hell…?"
"Some cultures see Hell as a pit of torment. Others as a workhouse as big as the universe," Spyder said.
Thirty Seven
A Bad Good Night
"You sure you never see anything when youre not doing your blood magic?
I swear, sometimes your eyes lock on me and theyre wild and wide. Theres fireworks going off inside and bolts of lightning, like from a Tesla Coil. "
Spyder and Shrike had just finished mak
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