Fiction Fix Six
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<strong>Fiction</strong> <strong>Fix</strong><br />
“As a matter of fact…”<br />
“Markič, what would you like to say?” Dievas asked.<br />
“Perhaps…this is our heaven,” Markič said. “At least I think so.<br />
What about you?”<br />
“We do too, we do too!” we agreed almost in unison.<br />
“If that’s the case, then there is no reason for sadness,” a<br />
cheered-up Dievas said. “Come, I’ll treat you to heavenly manna!”<br />
This was heaven! There were no television hosts and sports<br />
commentators, no song competitions, no Eurosong and no dialectal pop<br />
song; there were no skiers or skiing, no Skumavc and no Žmavc, no Špela<br />
Skumavc, and no Beštrov Tonček from Žiganja Vas. There was only pure,<br />
perfect Baltology and Baltological truth. There were morphological<br />
analyses and ancient word roots. The roof of the institute was simultaneously<br />
our semantic base and derivational plane. We, the participants of<br />
verbal action, converged and diverged around the roof, and each pecked<br />
at his own lump of heavenly manna. Day began to break.<br />
“Markič, the moon is setting and dawn is lighting the sky,” a<br />
poetically disposed Algirdas said.<br />
“Indeed,” Markič agreed and likewise stared at the dawning horizon.<br />
“Each night brings with itself restlessness and intoxication,”<br />
Dievas said with satisfaction.<br />
“Look over there in the distance!” Agnieška exclaimed and<br />
tugged me by the sleeve. “The kmiel that Lithuanians make beer from is<br />
growing over there!”<br />
“Oh, you’re right!” I said with excitement. “What a lot of hops!”<br />
“It’s such a beautiful morning,” Agnieška said quietly. “I have<br />
never experienced such a marvelous sunrise.”<br />
“And jodajki are grazing over there. Look!” I said. I pointed out<br />
the black cows in the distance and hugged her. In that moment I thought<br />
the cows looked like a herd of mighty brontosauruses.<br />
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