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04/10/09(Fri)20:53 No.2404985  The
cactus plant next to the spider plant shuddered. It attempted to cover
its small form with its small arms and small needles. "I am plant," it
said wonderingly. "I am of Earth, but for the first time, I feel myself
truly plantlike. On Earth, I w as able to control my watering. I often
scorned those who would water me. But they were weak, and did not see
my scorn for what it was, the weak attempt of a small plant to protect
itself. Not one of the weak Earth waterers would dare to water a plant
if it did not wish it. But on Gor," it shuddered, "on Gor it is
different. Here, those who wish to water will water their plants as
they wish. But strangely, I feel myself most plantlike when I am at the
mercy of a strong Gorean master, who may water m e as he pleases."
"I will now water you," said Borin, the cactus's Gorean master.
The
cactus did not resist being watered. Perhaps it was realizing that such
watering was its master's to control. Too, perhaps it knew that this
master was far superior to those of Earth, who would not water it if it
did not wish to be watered.
The cactus's watering had been finished. The spider plant looked at it.
"I have been well watered," it said.
"I, too, have been well watered," said the cactus.
"My master has watered me well," said the spider plant.
"My master, too, has watered me well," said the cactus.
"I am to be placed in a hanging basket on the porch," said the spider plant.
"I, too, am to be placed in a hnaging basket on the porch," said the cactus.
"I wish you well," said the spider plant.
"I, too, wish you well," said the cactus.
"Tal," said the spider plant.
"Tal, too," said the cactus.
I
did not think that the spider plant would object to being watered by
its master again. For it realized that it was plant, and that here,
unlike on Earth, it was likely to be owned and watered by many masters. |
