FISH Art Gallery: Chapter 2
Really, it was only brown, with a silver white underneath, but as it turned and moved the brown changed into speckles and spots of gold and green and even blue and red.
I carried the pot carefully up the path toward the house. It was hard not to spill the water, as the pot would swing and bump into my leg. (p.21)
I carried the pot carefully up the path toward the house. It was hard not to spill the water, as the pot would swing and bump into my leg. (p.21)
“ Every time we stop, you can take off the lid and let in a little fresh air. If we have enough water, you can give it some fresh every now and then. I think,” he added, taking the bound-up, lidded pot from me and tying it somehow to my bag behind my back, “I think that will be just fine. Now, Tiger, I’ll tie it like this” (here he made a noise through his teeth as he jerked something tight), “because you must have your hands free to walk where we are walking." (p.25, 26)
I turned over and looked at the cooking pot, sitting firmly on a flat rock where I’d put it when we’d stopped to camp. The lid was off, to let in the air. It was so cold tonight. I had all my clothes on, and my lankets. Did fish get cold too? Ws the water frozen?
I….looked into the pot. The water was just a pool of blackness. I couldn’t see the fish.
…”The fish is fine,” said the Guide. “if you tip the pot a little toward the fire, you’ll see.”
I did as he said, and the light suddenly flashed in a patch across the black surface of the water. Through it, I could see the fish. It wasn’t moving around, just fanning its fins a little to keep its place. Now it just looked brown. (p. 35)
I….looked into the pot. The water was just a pool of blackness. I couldn’t see the fish.
…”The fish is fine,” said the Guide. “if you tip the pot a little toward the fire, you’ll see.”
I did as he said, and the light suddenly flashed in a patch across the black surface of the water. Through it, I could see the fish. It wasn’t moving around, just fanning its fins a little to keep its place. Now it just looked brown. (p. 35)