Sunday, 23 June 2019

Signing Off On The People Of The Wind For The Time Being

The People Of The Wind, XIX.

When peace is declared, Chris and Tabitha fly to an uninhabited area where imported plants have taken root. Grass and pine are Terrestrial. Trefoil is native. Sword-of-sorrow is native, I think.

A red and gold sunset over the sea signals the approaching end of the novel. The horizon loses itself:

"...in a sky deepening from violet to crystalline black." (p. 660)

Then:

"The evening star stood as a candle among the wakening constellations." (ibid.)

How many evening stars have we seen on how many planets?

The forest is dark, pine odors are sweet, the breeze is warm, harp vines ring and jewlleafs twinkle brightly. Only the sense of taste is absent.

But I like to end with an earlier scene:

"...the strewn and begardened city, the huge curve of uprising shoreline, the glitter on Falkayn Bay. Small cottony clouds sauntered before the wind, which murmured and smelled of livewell." (XIX, p. 647)

1 comment:

Sean M. Brooks said...

Kaor, Paul!

OUR "evening star," of course, is the planet Venus. But that was due to a combination of factors unlikely to occur in all that MANY planetary systems, IMO.

Sean