Naysmith and Jeanne on a cliff in the Rockies at night:
full moon;
glittering snowpeak;
flashing stars;
keen cold air;
soughing wind;
tall, dark, heady-scented forest;
fresh wild sound of a gleaming river;
hooting owl;
chill breeze -
- a whole paragraph that need not have been there for narrative purposes; four senses, or five if we count the taste of Naysmith's cigarette as its redness waxes and wanes in the dark.
Next, he must get on the track of the gang but that is almost an anticlimax.
1 comment:
Kaor, Paul!
These descriptions of things to be found in nature helps to give color and life to Anderson's stories, preventing them from becoming as flat and even boring as too many of Asimov's stories were.
Ad astra! Sean
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