Chrysalis

When the noise finally died down, Isaac pulled his hands from over his ears and slowly, very slowly, opened his eyes.

The first thing he felt… was relief that the roof hadn’t collapsed on top of him. A good start. Next came the relief that his legs hadn’t fallen off or been crushed, they were simply numb from the incessant shaking of the floor.

Wins all around. Isaac was beginning to hold out hope that his moustache hadn’t fallen straight off his face from the stress, but he deliberately didn’t reach up to check. He wasn’t ready to find out his suspicions were correct after all.

Soundly convinced that he was (sans moustache) in one, sound piece, he began to turn his attention to everyone else.

“Hello! Ant cavalry, sound off!”

He got a few muffled calls, some groans and a few swear words for his efforts. The air was thick with dust and he could barely see ten metres in front of himself.

There must have been a collapse somewhere in the chamber to kick up all this mess; he could only hope nobody not covered in a second skin of minerals had been caught underneath. Confident he wouldn’t get much more out of his human squad mates, he turned to pheromones and called out again.

“Ant cavalry? Who can smell this?”

“How are you, Captain Isaac?”

“Doing well over here!”

“That was something interesting, wasn’t it?”

“Finished napping, then? Ready to get to work?”

“Anyone else want some biscuits and tea when we get back to the ship?”

“Stop slacking, Captain!”

found the ants had already collected their less active riders and deposited them in a line of sorry-looking sods.

why wouldn’t they be? The mountain had been

shaking hands. Most were able to acknowledge him, some were able to get up and

clear this dust?” he asked one of the ants. “It’s as thick as me mam’s porridge, even if it

has been purloined without the author's

of them are clearing out the rock, but I’m sure someone can spare a

just what she’d meant when she said they were ‘clearing out the rock’. A minute later, he no longer had to

by the trade mission was undamaged. The brathian merchants were there,

all over the rubble now, doing their best to clear a pathway. Isaac saw immediately what the problem was. With so few ants allowed inside, most of those who had entered

headed over to see what

met his offer with

to shift some

you even move rock with those?

move rock,” he snapped, reaching down

picked up one a bit larger than he probably should have, and instantly regretted it. However, he

underestimate the power

the carvers said smugly, holding up one

something he kept in the forefront of his

what happened?”

of them

had been around Anthony long enough to know that, but he’d hoped

pressed. “I’d love to have a little more knowledge about why this mountain decided to