Jim And the Flims
“The air was moist and sweet. In front of us, the meadow rolled off towards a jumble of confusing reflections, and behind us, the meadow was bounded by a vertical wall of living water, a wall that arched upwards towards a shimmering tangle that obscured the sky.
It seemed we were hidden by a space-maze on this side as well. The light which filtered through the maze had an amber quality—perhaps it was dusk here.
Tight up against the vertical wall was a family of five mauve domes interconn...ected by shiny tubes—we’d stepped out of a door in one of the domes. I surmised that the border snail had grown the domes just like she’d grown the Whipped Vic.
Orange flowers bloomed amid the nearby meadow grasses. A man with a tight felt cap was sowing seeds into the furrows of a plowed garden patch, scattering pink specks from his hand, and squirting some kind of fertilizer into the furrows with the seeds. The fertilizer was silvery stuff from a squeeze-tube.MoreLess
It seemed we were hidden by a space-maze on this side as well. The light which filtered through the maze had an amber quality—perhaps it was dusk here.
Tight up against the vertical wall was a family of five mauve domes interconn...ected by shiny tubes—we’d stepped out of a door in one of the domes. I surmised that the border snail had grown the domes just like she’d grown the Whipped Vic.
Orange flowers bloomed amid the nearby meadow grasses. A man with a tight felt cap was sowing seeds into the furrows of a plowed garden patch, scattering pink specks from his hand, and squirting some kind of fertilizer into the furrows with the seeds. The fertilizer was silvery stuff from a squeeze-tube.MoreLess
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