Talk:Sandworm/@comment-146.7.241.192-20141105221830/@comment-25421410-20141120012132

I run.....some how making it to a large rock out cropping which the worm in no way can dig through or go on.

ME: haha, try and get me now, dummy.

I see the worm surface on the sand, before i see her start to transform, taking the appearance of a lamia....except her top half more fleshy, as she slide up onto the rock, looking at me with a massive girn on her face as i look up, barly able to focus.

Me: would you be a dear and give me a....um....1 hour ehead start before you chase me again?

Years later....

"So.....did mommy give you that head start" a little sandworm asked me as she popped up from underneath the sand, she was so much smaller then her mother, but still easily larger then any human.

She stared into the mouth of her mothers outta body to see me currently "bound" by her mother inside the mouth.

"intellegence was never a gift your species got was it?" i said as her mother smiled in response, before promptly "feeding" on me again, closing her mouth so that both her, i and our daughter could continue to travel throgh the sandy desert.