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The tasting of the plant Written and Published by Keith Fenwick PO Box 90312 Auckland New Zealand mailto: [email protected]. Copyright (C) Keith Fenwick 2000 The Author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, transmitted, transcribed, stored in a retrieval system, or translated into any other language or computer language, in any form or by any means, whether it be electronic, mechanical, magnetic, optical, manual or otherwise, without the prior written consent of Keith Fenwick. Keith Fenwick Also by Keith Fenwick in the Skid series Skid 2 Return to Skid Skid 3 Another place called Skid The tasting of the plant "We thank you almighty for this harvest." Inel wondered what the words really meant, for on this planet he was the almighty. It was a tedious, but possibly the most significant duty of Skid's ruler the annual tasting of the plant. The origins of the elaborate ceremony were long forgotten, as was the reason the ceremony was enacted year after year. Whatever the case it seemed best to carry on regardless. It was a case of continuing a tradition for traditions sake without question, for to question the need for this ceremony, in this age would question all Skid's traditions, the very reason for there being a Skidian society at all. Despite its tremendous significance there was not much to it really. Trying not to tumble headfirst into the bubbling liquid from his platform, Inel dipped an exquisitely carved, long handled ladle, into one of the vast open vats where the planet's synthofood was produced. Then after much chanting and exaggerated gesturing, he tasted some of the latest batch. It was considered a propitious sign if that he did not keel over on the spot. It would have been quite a simple process except it proceeded only after an hour or so of |
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