‘It’s hard not to wander during Mars hora,’
Worm volunteered Bird, who sang:
So then wander during Mars hora.
‘But you might eat me.’
Will I eat you? Do I eat my friends?
Worm slunk and slunk.
Do you eat your friends, Invisible Worm Who Flies in the Night in the Howling Storm?
But Worm could only hear and know Worm’s invisibility.