Three Stories (2014)
“He thought of it as a fairy circle, a circle where fairies came at night to dance by the light of the tiny sparkling rods that they carried in the picturebooks he read, or perhaps by the light of glowworms. But in the picturebooks the fairy circle was always in a clearing in a forest, or else in a glen, whatever that might be.
There were no forests in the Karoo, no glens, no glowworms; were there even fairies?
What would fairies do with themselves in the daytime, in the stunned heat of ...summer, when it was too hot to dance, when even the lizards took shelter under stones? Would the fairies have enough sense to hide under stones too, or would they lie panting among the thornbushes, longing for England?
He asked his mother about the circle. Is it a fairy circle, he demanded? It can only be a fairy circle, she replied. He was not convinced.
They were visitors on the farm, though not particularly welcome visitors.MoreLess
There were no forests in the Karoo, no glens, no glowworms; were there even fairies?
What would fairies do with themselves in the daytime, in the stunned heat of ...summer, when it was too hot to dance, when even the lizards took shelter under stones? Would the fairies have enough sense to hide under stones too, or would they lie panting among the thornbushes, longing for England?
He asked his mother about the circle. Is it a fairy circle, he demanded? It can only be a fairy circle, she replied. He was not convinced.
They were visitors on the farm, though not particularly welcome visitors.MoreLess
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