Tuesday, 3 March 2020

Four Senses On Gwydion

The Night Face, XI.

Raven and Kors walk swiftly along a forest trail at night:

trees and bushes at each side;
leaves overhead;
darkness;
Kors' flashlight;
stones and dust;
thud of feet;
rustlings;
creakings;
chirps;
hoots;
croaks;
a tinkling brook;
an animal scream;
mild, cooling air;
odors -

earth;
growth;
damp water smell from a rivulet;
flower scents;
the ubiquitous baleflower;
others unfamiliar.

"Smell is the most evocative of the senses, and forgotten things seemed to move below Raven's awareness, but he couldn't identify them." (p. 645)

According to the radio this morning, it has been estimated that we can differentiate one trillion smells. See also here.

1 comment:

Sean M. Brooks said...

Kaor, Paul!

But most of us don't even try to differentiate between 1 trillion odors! And I assume you would also need to be trained in how to do that.

Ad astra! Sean