Piers Anthony

Summary

Piers Anthony,  Quinquepedalian (1963)

“ The weight on each foot exceeded that of a family of whales. Bones should shatter and flesh tear free with every step.
The rain had ceased and the forest was quiet now. Tinnerman scraped up a belated bed of his own and lay down. But his mind refused to be pacified. Bright and clear and ominous the thoughts paraded, posing questions for which he had no answer. What thing had they blundered across?
A jumping animal! Tinnerman sat up, too excited to sleep. Like an overgrown snowshoe rabbit, he thought—bounding high, hundreds of feet to nip the lofty greenery, then landing with terrific impact.
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Source: Gutenberg

Piers Anthony,  Quinquepedalian (1963)

“ Charles Tinnerman shook his head somberly. A single print could have been a freak of nature. This was one of many: a definite trail. They were spaced twenty or thirty feet apart, huge and level; ridges of spadiceous earth narrowed toward the center of each, rounded and smooth, as though squirted liquidly up between half-yard toes. Some were broken, toppled worms lying skew, skuffed when the hoof moved on.
Around the spoor rose the forest, in Gargantuan splendor; each trunk ascending gauntly into a mass of foliage so high and solid that the ground was cast into an almost nocturnal shadow.
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Source: Gutenberg

Piers Anthony,  Quinquepedalian (1963)

“ Saturation stomping, Tinnerman thought, and found the concept insanely funny. Man discovers a unique five-footed monster—the Quink—and it steps on him. Would the history books record the irony?
He saw the answer. He gave a cry and lurched to his feet, flinging his pack aside and plunging directly at the monster.
The foot halted, quite fast on the uptake, and rotated its eye to cover him. It gathered itself, crashed down, an irresistible juggernaut. The earth jumped with its fury; but Tinnerman, running in an unexpected direction, had passed its arc.
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Source: Gutenberg

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