Episode 345: Dizzy

Cylindrical clouds hang low over the river like miles long sausages. Terrastina flips open her sketch book and begins drawing the view, emphasizing with gouging lines the sharp focus of the gorge after a rain. The twins watch her, then turn their attention to the clouds, then back to Terrastina’s sketch, then back to the clouds again. Soon they begin rolling their heads around and around. They turn their eyes up in their sockets, extend their arms, and fall to the ground, flat on their backs. My apologies, says Terrastina. That’s okay, say the twins, it wasn’t your fault.

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