Wednesday, 16 August 2017

Log Cabin

Flandry and Kossara hide out in her father's log cabin in the Northrim:

icy clearness;
frost on windows;
autumn colors on wooded hills;
clangorous flocks of southbound yegyupka;
the sweet cry of a savage vilya;
air made pungent by firebush spontaneously combusting to ripen and disperse its seeds;
walnuts by a waterfall;
after dinner, brandly-laced coffee on a rug by the fire;
colored flames lighting the room;
leaping shadows;
conversations about their shared future...

This will be their happiest time together.

("...vilya..." recalls "vilja.")

3 comments:

Sean M. Brooks said...

Kaor, Paul!

A poignant time indeed for Kossara and Flandry! And the idea of a plant spontaneously burning so its seeds will scatter interests me. I can imagine or believe that some alien planets may well have such plants.

Sean

Jim Baerg said...

There are lots of plants that rely on fire to clear away the competition so they make their seeds scatter when heated by fire. Eg: lodgepole pine
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pinus_contorta#Ecology
Some create conditions conducive to fire, but I am not aware of any that *start* fires.

Sean M. Brooks said...

Kaor, Jim!

Yes, but I don't know of any Terran plants spontaneously bursting into flames to assist in scattering seeds.

Ad astra! Sean