Flytrap (Metal Maiden Book 3)
Piers Anthony
Language: English
Pages: 88
ISBN: B00KLOXZ48
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Elasa the robot’s friend Mona exchanges to the colony planet to occupy the body of a woman five months pregnant. Even so, she gets more than she bargained for, as she works with a precognitive lamb.
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sheep need me. It will be interesting to visit another planet, something I would never qualify for otherwise. To see first hand the things Elen told me about.” Mona looked at her. “And because my closest friend asks me,” Elasa said, providing the real reason as if it were an afterthought. Mona hugged her. As a commentator had once remarked, there was more humanity in the robot than in many living folk. “What about Bela?” Mona asked then. “He really can't come along.” “His father will take
that tone before. Brian lifted his mirliton and played more classical music. The ogre took stock. “Maybe so.” More ogres appeared, but neither Ewe nor Lamb evinced alarm. Neither did Vulture or Python. “Something's up,” Mona said. Then one ogre bent down, put his arms about the Ewe, and lifted her into the air. She neither fought nor protested. In a moment she was supported by a harness similar to the one Elasa was now using with Bunky. “Definitely up,” Elasa agreed. She knew that no one
asked. She wasn't sure how either precognition or telepathy could relate, unless it was a matter of glancing at the plant's future to see whether it survived. Bunky bleated. Vulture took off, flying into the forest. Python slithered rapidly in the same direction. They evidently understood the Lamb's request. “It is lovely the way they interact,” Elasa said. “The sheep are the unifying force; the rest of us are merely accessories.” Soon Vulture returned. Then Python, carrying what appeared to
mind.” Could this possibly work? Then Mona had a memory of herself walking outside the house, and stubbing her toe painfully on an unnoticed rock. “Oh!” she exclaimed, wincing. The memory faded. But it was odd, because Mona had not stubbed her toe since she had exchanged to Elen's body. It was a false memory. The Lamb glanced at her. He bleated. “Yet.” Oh? Could it be? Mona stood, walked outside, and walked to where she remembered the rock. There it was by the edge of the path. She could
muzzled. But her primary concern was for the Lamb. “Bunky!” she cried, running toward him. But she was too late and too weak to do anything; all she could do was watch while the action proceeded, seconds later than it had with her own group. The Python intercepted one wolf, biting its nose and wrapping her coils about its body. The wolf fell to the ground, in a fight for its life. The Vulture flew to catch another wolf, wrapping her claws about its snout and pecking at its eyes; this wolf, too,
