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Overtime, the Suzumou learn to tap the nerve endings of the worm which end in the pouches.
Nothing much happened, except that sometimes the worm increased the nectar production of the particular chamber, or opened/closed the "door" of the chamber.
At some point however, some Suzumou tried to lick these nerve ends. As the exposed nerves connected with the tongue teeming with nerve-ends, a connection was made. A rudimentary at first, but nevertheless the Suzumou had managed to touch the mind of it's god. As the practice of liking the nerve ends grew, the Suzumous tongue changed. The nerve endings at their tip became more pronounced, allowing them to make a clearer connection with the sandworms.
The mind of the ancient sandworm is vast. Their brains themselves are massive. They are sentient, they remember. Young worms are intelligent, they learn fast, as there is no-one to teach them. The minds of these ancient worms are all but memories. Memories of their past, of the things they have "seen", done and learned.
When the suzumou first connected to the minds of these gods, they were overwhelmed. Their insignificance at the face of their deities blew their minds. Many started seeking advice from the worms, and some times, they received scant pieces of memories, which provided some guidance.
Unbeknown to the wespars, the stimulation they caused by peeking to the minds of these old beings, slowly started to vitalize their ancient brains. They worms slowly grew curious again, drawing new memories from the minds of their worshipers. New sensations, concepts, experiences, all these served to set their minds back in motion.
Something grand is building up within the living hills.