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... loded where he’d been standing and the tail rose again, but he was already running along its underside.
’A second sooner and I’d be paste.’
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The plates were warm under his hands when he grabbed on. Each one the size of a dinner table, yellow and ridged, no longer vibrating.
He pulled himself up between two of them and the gap nearly pinched his fingers shut.
The harpoon was ten feet ahead, lodged where two plates met at an angle.
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