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The Moon Moth

Author: Jack Vance
Transcribed author’s name: ジャック・ヴァンス
Year written: 1960
Author’s age at the time: 44
Year published: August 1961
Year revised: 1976
Publication: Galaxy Magazine
Dutch title: De Maanvlinder
French title: Le papillon de lune
Japanese title: 月の蛾
Genre: short story, novelette, SF

Quotes:

The houseboat had been built to the most exacting standards of Sirenese craftsmanship, which is to say, as close to the absolute as human eye could detect. The planking of waxy dark wood showed no joints, the fastenings were platinum rivets countersunk and polished flat. In style, the boat was massive, broad beamed, steady as the shore itself, without ponderosity or slackness of line. The bow bulged like a swan’s breast, the stem rising high, then crooking forward to support an iron lantern. The doors were carved from slabs of a mottled black-green wood; the windows were many sectioned, paned with squares of mica, stained rose, blue, pale green and violet. The bow was given to service facilities and quarters for the slaves; amidships were a pair of sleeping cabins, a dining saloon and a parlor saloon, opening upon an observation deck at the stern.

Thissell tried again, laboriously manipulating the strapan. He sang, “To an out-worlder on a foreign planet, the voice of one from his home is like water to a wilting plant. A person who could unite two such persons might find satisfaction in such an act of mercy.”

Republished in The Moon Moth and Other Stories, Spatterlight, 2012.