The deep woods are as alien as the deepest ocean where life has its own priorities
“The fading sunlight holds infinite beauty Though it is so close to the day’s end.”
Ken Liu • The Paper Menagerie and Other Stories
hard to explain, easy to love
I singled out a bubble, examining the waves of light and color surging across its surface, the iridescent patterns too complex and intricate for humans to process. It was as if the bubble knew it would lead a short life and was frantically broadcasting the myriad dreams and legends of its prodigious memory to the world.