Chapter Three
Still alive:
The next morning Dust shimmered back into solid form. He calmly sat on a large, flat rock and waited for the sun to come up. When the first glimpse of it broke over the mountains in the distance, he raised his face to the brilliant streams of sunlight—and savored the slight warmth.
He grinned when he discovered that his body wasn’t going to turn to ash. The grin changed to a grimace when his stomach grumbled. Unfortunately, it appeared that his almost-dinner from the night before must have talked to all of the critters in the area because he couldn’t sense any living thing nearby except for plants. At the moment, he was hungry enough to try eating them if they would ease the gnawing ache.
He slid off the rock, stood up, and glanced in the sun’s direction once
