“Then—” Dennis began; but if the road was that old, he wasn’t sure he wanted to know who had built it. He didn’t finish his question.
The trees to either side of the pavement closed overhead in a canopy gorgeous with flowers, fruits, and the lizards which darted to snatch up metal-glistening insects. The air was a steam-bath, even though the light that reached the ground was filtered yellow-green by the leaves through which it poured.
Dennis’ boots squelched at every step. Finally he stopped and took them and the socks off, wringing the latter dry and giving all the paraphernalia to Chester to carry in the embroidered shopping bag.
“I thought I threw that away,” the youth said suspiciously. Had the dream started—
“You threw the bag away, Dennis,” the little robot agreed. “And I retrieved it before I followed you.”
The warmth of the pink pavement felt good to Dennis’ bare feet, but he needed to walk with some care. He had a habit of banging his heels down as he strode along. The road had no resilience at all. He’d bruise himself badly if he tramped that way here without wool and leather to cushion the shock.
He was getting very hungry. That was probably a sign he’d recovered from the events of the night—both real and imagined.
Dennis looked at an overhanging branch, heavy with fruit of an enticing scarlet—
A color similar to that of the poisonous frogs of the night before. Or was that only dream, too?
“Chester,” he asked, pausing, “can we eat any of these?”
“Eat freely, so long as food is available,” Chester quoted. One of his limbs snaked up to remove a globular fruit and offer it to his companion.
Dennis bit down. The pulp beneath the bright rind was mauve and succulent; juice dribbled off his chin as he resumed walking.
It tasted delicious, but he didn’t remember ever eating the type in Emath. Forty yards further on, as he was finishing the fruit, he realized why the lizardmen didn’t bring this variety in to trade. Even in that short time after picking, the pulp had softened further and begun to sour. It was a delicacy for jungle-dwellers alone.
Jungle-dwellers like Dennis, Prince of Emath.
Chester continued to pluck fruits and berries for Dennis as they strode along. The youth noticed a cluster of thumb-sized translucent fruits and said, “These, Chester?”
“Not these, Dennis,” said the little robot, guiding Dennis’ hand away with one of his tentacles. “For you would die, and your bones would rot before your flesh.”
Dennis lost all concern over the wholesomeness of what his companion offered him.
The fruits were tasty and interesting in their variety, but they didn’t satiate Dennis’ appetite even after he’d eaten all his stomach could hold. “Ah, Chester?” he asked, embarrassed that he might sound ungrateful. “Is there a place we could get meat? Ah, or fish?”
“There is a pond ahead of us, Dennis,” the robot said. “It may be that there are fish in it that you can catch.”
That I can try to catch, Dennis thought; but he was looking forward to the chance.
CHAPTER 20
The road swept through the interior of the continent in a series of curves. The pattern had nothing obvious to do with the terrain. When one gently-radiused arc intersected a rare outcrop of hard stone in the jungle’s general flatness, the roadway sheared through and left what remained of the outcrop as a gray wall to either side of the manufactured pinkness.
The pond was curved also, a crescent moon of water so large that its horns vanished to either side in the fringing jungle. The road crossed three feet above the water, unsupported and without guard rails. As the companions approached, Dennis saw touches of pink beneath the mud and reeds of the water’s edge. Whoever built the road had constructed the pond as well.
There was bright, unobstructed sunlight at the center of the shallow arch that bridged the water: the pond was so wide that even the giant trees to either side could not close the sky with their branches. Dennis had spent his life in sunlight; but after less than a day in the jungle, the sharp purity of an open sky was as great a wonder as tangled greenery had been when he viewed it from a crystal tower.