〈영어로 읽는 공상과학 소설 _ 마가렛 St. 클레어의 밴드라크〉
"The Vanderlark"(밴드라크)는 마가렛 세인트 클레어(Margaret St. Clair)가 쓴 SF 단편 소설로, 1952년 처음 출판되었다. 이 이야기는 인류가 다른 행성을 식민지화했거나 외계 존재를 만난 미래 세계를 배경으로 한다.
"The Vanderlark"에서 St. Clair는 탐험, 발견, 미지와의 만남이라는 주제를 다루고 있다. "The Vanderlark"라는 제목은 등장 인물, 장소 또는 이야기의 중요한 요소를 나타낼 수 있으며 아마도 내러티브나 설정의 핵심 측면을 나타낼 수 있다.
세인트 클레어는 상상력이 풍부한 스토리텔링과 인간의 본성과 사회적 문제를 탐구하기 위해 추측적 요소를 사용하는 능력으로 유명했다. "The Vanderlark"는 SF 환경에 모험, 미스터리, 탐험 요소를 결합한 매혹적인 이야기다.
〈Science novels read in English_ The Vanderlark by Margaret St. Clair 〉
"The Vanderlark" is a science fiction short story written by Margaret St. Clair, first published in 1952. The story is set in a future world where humanity has colonized other planets or encountered extraterrestrial beings.
In "The Vanderlark" St. Clair deals with themes of exploration, discovery, and encountering the unknown. The title "The Vanderlark" may refer to a character, a place, or an important element of the story, perhaps a key aspect of the narrative or setting.
St. Clair was known for her imaginative storytelling and her ability to use speculative elements to explore human nature and social issues. “The Vanderlark” is a captivating story that combines elements of adventure, mystery, and exploration in a science fiction setting.
Summary
The peculiar quality of deep space is hard to put into words. On earth, however isolated we are, whatever happens to us, we are yet on our home planet. The man afloat on the life raft in the Pacific, delirious with exposure and loneliness, floats nonetheless on an element whose very saltiness relates it to the red sea water in his veins. The flyer forced down in the desert curses the rising sun; but the same sun that sucks water out of his drying tissues is the glorious temporal lord on whose radiation all terrestrial life processes depend. On earth our extremest terrors, our ultimate catastrophes, are yet like the blows of a familiar hand. It is very different in deep space.
"Are there any more of them?" Alice asked McFeen when he came back from two hold.
"Yes."
Alice's mouth opened in a soundless O. Her hand went to her breast. After a moment she picked up the comb and began pulling it again through her brittle hair. "How many more?" she asked.
"I didn't count them. Hyra are hard to count. Quite a lot."
The comb caught on a tangle. Alice put it down unsteadily.
