West of Eden

be there until her calf is born."
    West of Eden - Harry Harrison
    "In that case she will go. Where the calf is born is of no importance."
    "But you must make it sound important, in the way that you talk. They are listening closely."
    Sorli turned slowly to face the two manduktos, raising his hands palm outwards. "It shall be done as you ask. I will take Dooha there myself, today."
    Kerrick repeated his words in the language of the Sasku, and the manduktos bent low in honored acceptance.
    "You will thank this sammadar," the older mandukto said. "Tell him that our gratitude will never cease.
    Now we must return with the word."
    Sorli looked after their retreating backs and shook his head. "I don't understand it—and I'm not going to try to. But we will eat their food and ask no more questions."
    There was a feast then, and all of the sammads shared the fresh food. Kerrick, who had eaten like this all of the winter, did not touch the Sasku food; instead he took great pleasure in chewing on a piece of tough smoked meat. When they were done, the stone pipe was lit and passed and Kerrick drew on it gratefully.
    "Is this site better than the old one?" he asked.
    "For now," Herilak said. "The grazing is better for the beasts here, but the hunting is just as bad. We have had to go as far as the mountains to find game, and that is dangerous for the dark ones hunt there as well."
    "What will you do then? The hunting may be bad—but there is all the food we need from the Sasku."
    "That is good for one winter—but not for a lifetime. The Tanu live by hunting, not begging. There may be hunting to the south, but we have found that there are barren and waterless hills on the way and they are hard to pass. Perhaps we should try."
    "I have talked to the Sasku about these hills. There are some valleys there where there is good hunting.
    But the Kargu, that is what they call the dark ones, are already there. That way is closed. Have you looked to the west?"
    "Five days once we walked out into the sand, then we had to turn back. It was desert still, nothing growing except the spine plants."
    "I have talked to the Sasku about that as well. They say that there are forests if you are able to reach the other side. Most important, I think that they may know the trail across the desert."
    West of Eden - Harry Harrison
    "Then you must ask them. If we can cross and find a place that has good hunting, without murgu there, why, then the world will be as it used to be, before the cold, before the margu came." Herilak's face fell as he spoke and he stared, unseeing, at the dead fire.
    "Do not think of them," Kerrick said. "They will not find us here."
    "They will not leave my thoughts. In my dreams I march with my sammad. See them, hear them, the hunters, the women and children, the great mastodons pulling the travois. We laugh and eat fresh meat.
    Then I awake and they are dead, dust blowing on that distant shore, white bones in the sand. When I have these dreams, then all these sammads about me are strangers and I want to leave and go far away. I want to go east back over the mountains, to find the murgu and kill as many as I can, before I die as well. Then perhaps in the stars I will find peace. My tharm will not dream. The pain of memory will end."
    The big hunter's fists were clamped tight, but his fingers only closed on empty air, for the enemies he fought were as invisible as his thoughts. Kerrick understood, for his hatred of the Yilanè had been just as strong. But now, with Armun, his child on the way, the life among the Sasku was as full as he had ever wished. He could not forget the Yilanè, but they were in the past and now he wanted only to live in the present.
    "Come to the place of the Sasku," he said. "We will talk with the manduktos. They have knowledge of many things, and if there is a way across the desert they will know about it. If the sammads do go there you will have the twin barriers of the desert and the mountains behind you. The murgu will never cross both of them. You can forget them then."
    "I would like to. More than I desire anything else I would like to put them from my mind during the day, from my dreams at night. Yes, let us go and talk with the dark ones."
    Herilak was not like the other hunters who laughed at the Sasku who worked here in the fields, strong males digging in the dirt like women instead of stalking game as real hunters should. He had eaten the food raised here, had lived well through the Winter