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"You are right, Chef," said Crust-Crawler. "We can't live on<br />

artificial food forever. Don't forget, our main objective is to become natives of Egg once again."<br />

"I will invite the clan to the next turnfeast," said Otis-Elevator.<br />

21:02:58 GMT TUESDAY 21 JUNE 2050<br />

Emperor<br />

The long procession from the distant clan compound started to arrive well before the end of the turn.<br />

Every clan member except those in charge of the herd came. Dented-Shield, the leader of the clan, led<br />

the procession, carrying her battered shield high in front of her. Right behind her came her warriors<br />

carrying a freshly killed food Slink. It was pink with glowing white spots. Next were younglings with<br />

pouches full of nuts and berries. Then came the Old Ones. From their pouches peered the eyes of tiny<br />

hatchlings. Bringing up the rear were the herders who were not out taking care of the herd.<br />

"Where did they get the pink and white food Slink?" Crust-Crawler whispered as the procession<br />

approached.<br />

"There is a clan farther east that is charged with growing that flavor of food Slink," Otis-Elevator replied.<br />

"I notice that most of the glow-jewels that I have given them are missing. They probably traded the<br />

jewels to the other clan for one of the food Slinks the Emperor allows them to keep."<br />

"Welcome, friends of the Dusty Crust Clan," said Captain Otis-Elevator. "Your gifts of food for our<br />

meager turnfeast are most welcome. While we wait for the turnfeast to start, perhaps you would like to<br />

taste these preturn samples we have set out on the food mats."<br />

"Let us give thanks to Bright for our new friends and their marvelous food machines," said<br />

Dented-Shield. "May we all never be hungry again."<br />

The warriors and the younglings dropped their loads of food, which were picked up eagerly by Chef<br />

Pouch-Pleaser's crew. The members of the clan, having just finished a long<br />

trek, were hungry and wandered about between the foodmats, sampling the large variety of foods that<br />

the food machines could produce.<br />

"Aren't you spacers going to eat any of the food?" Letter-Ready asked Otis-Elevator, who picked up a<br />

dark red ball of chewy meal-mush and put it into an eating pouch to reassure Letter-Reader.

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