how enchanting! wonderful chills ensued from this delightful story. This story was full of twisted emotions, strained familial relations, ambiguous motivations, intriguing mysteries, and a constant yet subtle sense of increasing dread. such brilliantly sinister tableaux! and those foxhunts! my gosh, those bizarre fauna! the various moments portraying them gazing silently and malevolently at characters, up close and even more eerily in the distant grasses. the unsettling sound of beasts stamping out a threatening dance from not-so-distant caverns. an atrocious plague spreading like wildfire from planet to planet. a feeling of claustrophobia - but, uniquely, a claustrophobia based on an entire planet, one filled with huge living spaces and wide, windy open ranges. a foxhunt that is not a foxhunt, but something else entirely - something inexplicable, something horrible. a perfect introduction to the planet's aristocrats, well-rendered through the eyes of an uncomfortable young lady on her first foxhunt. an expertly portrayed and atypical heroine who felt alive and real (and who rather reminded me of Deborah Kerr in her various classy roles). a backdrop based around a particularly esoteric and semi-totalitarian theocracy. a fascinating planet full of strange multi-colored grass, bizarre fauna, the ruins of an alien civilization. this story seemed to know exactly what i was longing for: Horror in Space! and so she provided it to me. Once upon a time there was a delightful young story named Grass by Sheri S.
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