Prologue

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Night. The ground was still. The desert was quiet.It began. It started.The rumbling was too soft to be noticed, but finally the slumber had ended. It was alive. Hundreds of miles below the unbroken surface, the crack had begun to form.

It couldn't see.

Yet.

It couldn't hear.

Yet.

It was aware.

Up. Up. Up.

It had a plan. It would consume.

The crack had begun.

Up.

Tunneling, up. Through the dirt and rock and sand.

Up.

It hungered.

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