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inations were like a Fourth Dimensional chess game. I saw that only the swarms of tentacles that were the Keeper���s hands and these only could Vans Casual Shoes Men be masters of its incredible intricacies. No Disk ��� not even Adidas Xeno Shoes the Emperor, no Star shape could play on it, draw out its chords of power.
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There was no visible copula of the tablet with cones; no antennae between it and the circled shields. Could it be that the impulses released by the Keeper���s coilings passed Menn through the Metal People of the pave on the upthrust Metal People of the crater rim who held Men Parka & Duffle Coats the shields?
That WAS unthinkable ��� unthinkable because if so this mechanism was superfluous.
The swift response to the communal will that 嚜燄ans Men we had observed showed that the Metal Monster needed nothing of this kind for transmission of the thought of any of its units.
There was some Adidas Superstar gap here ��� a gap that the grouped consciousness could not bridge without other means. Clearly that was true ��� else why the tablet, why the Keeper���s travail?
Was each of these tiny rods a mechanism akin, in a fashion, to the sending keys Vans Low sneakers Men of the wireless; were they transmitters of subtle energy in which was enfolded command? Spellers-out of a super-Morse carrying to each responsive cell of the Metal Monster the bidding of those higher units which were to It as the brain cells are to us? That, advanced as the knowledge it implied might be, was closer to the heart of the possible.
I bent, determined, despite the well-nigh unconquerable shrinking I felt, to touch the tablet���s rods.
A flickering shadow fell upon me; a flock of pulsating Unisex ochreous and scarlet shadows ���
The Keeper glowed above us!
In a life that has had its share of dangers, its need for quick decisions, I recognize that few indeed of my reactions to peril have been more than purely instinctive; no more consciously courageous nor intellectually dissociate from the activating stimulus than the shrinking of the burned hand from the brand, the will-to-live dictated rush of the cornered animal upon the thing menacing it.
One such higher functioning was when I followed Larry O���Keefe and Lakla, the Handmaiden, out to what we believed soul-destroying death in a place almost as strange as this; another was now. Deliberately, detachedly, I studied the angrily flaming Shape.
    * See ���The Moon Pool��� and ���The Conquest of the Moon Pool.���
Compared to it we were as a pair of Hop-o���-my-Thumbs to the Giant; had it been man-shaped we would have come less than a Adidas NEO third way up to its knees. I focussed my attention upon the twenty-foot-wide square that was the Keeper���s foot. Its surface was jewel smooth, hyaline ��� yet beneath it was a suggestion of granulation, of close-packed, innumerable, microscopic crystals.
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