Limanora : $b the island of progressSweven, Godfrey
Science
Limanora : $b the island of progress
Sweven, Godfrey
Islands of the Pacific -- Fiction; Science fiction; Utopias -- Fiction
But still greater marvels were to follow. These two beings or automata
or moving shadows of beings, or whatever they might be, enacted a
scene, the significance of which I comprehended only after many days’
thought. My immediate impressions and my subsequent conclusions and
knowledge have so amalgamated that it is difficult to separate the two
elements. These two beings were chosen friends, the complements of
each other, with tendencies and tastes and loves all in unison. Such
perfect fitting of nature to nature was not as yet to be found even
in Limanora. Thought sprang to thought, and emotion to emotion, and
yet there was a spontaneity and origination in both that made each a
separate fountain of life and action. How independent the characters
and powers, and yet how mutually adapted! The scene was meant to
picture a friendship that was a true and perfect marriage.
The two had grown year by year closer in harmony till at last the
mutual sympathy had culminated in a yearning to see an individuality
that would combine the best peculiarities of each and perpetuate the
combination. We could see the thought flame into a passion in the two
systems, and then we could hear the friends talk around the longing
till it grew definite, into a common project. We saw them gather the
materials needed for the formation of the body. With intricacies of
furnace and crucible and machinery they moulded these into the skeleton
of a man, flawless and strong in every part. They tried every bone
with numberless tests, till they found it all to their satisfaction.
Then they started on the cartilages that kept the bones in place or
moved them, giving permanence and life to each, as they made it, by
the magnetism they communicated to it. Tissue by tissue they built up
the internal organs, modelling them with loving care on those they
saw at play beneath their own eyes, and testing them to see that they
performed their functions perfectly. What delicate artistic energy they
spent upon the upper tissues of the body, upon the brain and ear and
eye! Each created and developed the quality loved and admired in the
other. There was nothing they omitted to make the new being complete
and happy in all his functions. On the minute nerves and tissues they
worked under powerful microscopes, and the minutiæ of every sense and
organ and function were examined and tested again and again with the
same magnifying power turned on them. The figure they made most noble
and symmetrical in proportions and outlines, the face they made as
beautiful as human face could look. The stuff in which they worked was
ethereal in its texture and constituents. It was difficult to discern
it with our senses even under the great magnifying globe. It seemed
to be of air or some product of the ether; for it flowed underneath
their guiding fingers almost invisible. And the result was a body more
transparent than their own. It was a marvel of refinement and strength
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