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Foster, Alan Dean - Commonwealth 16 - Flinx - Snakes Eyes (SS) (v1.0) Foster, Alan Dean - Commonwealth 16 - Flinx - Snakes Eyes (SS) (v1.0) Jacked Snake Eyes by Alan Dean Foster Snake Eyes copyright 1978 by Random House: first appeared in Stellar 4. The mysterious young man Philip Lynx, better known to his readers as Flinx, and his empathic flying snake Pip have gallivanted through five novels written over a span of twelve years. Theyve become good friends of mine. I feel I know Pip, for instance, as well as I know my own six-foot-long Colombian boa constrictor, Samuel. I wish I knew whether Samuel was a he or a she, though. Its tough to tell with a snake, and after they get to be Sams size its tricky to press the point. Not that it really matters. Sam feels like a he to me, and so far he hasnt bothered to argue about it. Its just a feeling I have, of course. Im often chided for believing that anything as lowly as a snake can project any kind of feeling. But its sure fun to imagine one could, and manys the time in those tales that Flinx has been glad Pip could sense what he was feeling. Never more so than in the story that follows Her name was Pip. She was a minidrag, or flying snake. She was barely two-thirds of a meter long, and no bigger around than the wrist of a sensitive woman. Her venom could kill a man in sixty seconds. In a hundred if she missed the eyes when she spat. Until a few seconds ago it had been an unremarkable day. Then unexpected and overwhelming emotion- thoughts had struck her like a wave bowling over an unprepared crustacean. Her own feelings tumbled up and over, spun and submerged and overpowered by other thoughts. Pip was a sensitive empathic telepath, and the emotional outburst shed just received was not to be denied. Through slitted pupils she could see the slim form of he