Life on other planets -- Fiction; Mars (Planet) -- Fiction; Science fiction
As it came toward me, apparently with the most sinister intentions, I
hastily returned my dagger to its scabbard and drew my short sword,
with which I struck at the fearsome looking creature. As the blow
descended, it drew back so that my point only slightly scratched it,
whereupon it opened its hideous mouth and emitted a terrific scream
so out of proportion to its size and to the nature of such insects
with which I was familiar that it had a most appalling effect upon my
nerves. Instantly the scream was answered by an unearthly chorus of
similar cries all about us and immediately a swarm of these horrid
insects came racing toward us upon their gossamer threads. Evidently
this was the only position which they assumed in moving about and their
webs the only means to that end, for their twelve legs grew upward from
their backs, giving them a most uncanny appearance.
Fearing that the creatures might be poisonous, Nur An and I retreated
hastily to the mouth of the cavern, and as the spiders could not go
beyond the ends of their threads, we were soon quite safe from them and
now the luscious fruit looked more tempting than ever, since it seemed
to be denied to us.
"The road down the river is well guarded," said Nur An with a rueful
smile, "which might indicate a most desirable goal."
"At present that fruit is the most desirable thing in the world to me,"
I replied, "and I am going to try to discover some means of obtaining
it."
Moving to the right, away from the river, I sought for an entrance
into the forest that would be free from the threads of the spiders and
presently I came to a point where there was a well-defined trail about
four or five feet wide, apparently cut by man from the vegetation.
Across the mouth of it, however, were strung thousands of gossamer
strands. To touch them, we knew, would be the signal for myriads of the
angry spiders to swarm upon us. While our greatest fear was, of course,
that the insects might be poisonous, their cruelly fanged mouths also
suggested that, poisonous or not, they might in their great numbers
constitute a real menace.
"Do you notice," I said to Nur An, "that these threads seem stretched
across the entrance to the pathway only. Beyond them I cannot detect
any, though of course they are so tenuous that they might defy one's
vision even at a short distance."
"I do not see any spiders here," said Nur An. "Perhaps we can cut our
way through with impunity at this point."
"We shall experiment," I said, drawing my long sword.
Advancing, I cut a few strands, when immediately there swarmed out of
the trees and bushes upon either side great companies of the insects,
each racing along its own individual strand. Where the strands were
intact the creatures crossed and re-crossed the trail, staring at us
with their venomous, beady eyes, their powerful, gleaming fangs bared
threateningly toward us.
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