“I think – I understand what you are – saying to me,” Larina said hesitatingly.
Her grey eyes were wide in her oval face.
This was not the sort of conversation she had ever had with anyone before.
“And as for being alone while we are on earth,” Elvin Farren said, “why that is actually impossible.”
“Why?” she asked.
“Because you are a part of everything that is living,” he replied. “Look at these flowers.”
He pointed as he spoke to a little bunch of blue gentians on the rocks in front of them.
“They are alive,” he said, “as much alive as you and I are. They are living and, what is more, they feel even as we feel.”
“How do you know that?” Larina asked him.
“I have a friend who has been working on the reactions of plant life for some years,” he replied. “He believes, and I believe wi
