Second paragraph of third story (“Snowfall” by Tiina Raevaara):
| Kohotan katseeni. Aurinko on ehtinyt täyteen kirkkau-teensa, jäiset puut kimaltelevat. Talon takana metsästä työn-tyvä kallio kiiltelee huurteisena sekin. Kallion takia kuk-kapenkeissä on turha yrittää kasvattaa mitään: kesällä se piilottaa auringon taaksensa, heittää pihalle valtavan varjon. Nyt maa on jo jäässä. | I look up. The sun has reached its full brightness, the icy trees are glittering. The rock pushing out from the forest behind the house is also glimmering with frost. Because of this rock, it’s useless to try to grow anything in the flowerbeds: in the summer it hides the sun behind it and throws a huge shadow into the garden. Now the ground is frozen already. |
This was given as a freebie to all attenders of Worldcon 75 in Helsinki back in 2017, to boost the visibility of Finnish writers among attendees. To be honest the stories are skewed a little more towards horror than is my usual taste, but I really enjoyed the first one, “The Haunted House on Rockville Street” by Pasi Ilmari Jääskeläinen, and one in the very middle, “The Bearer of the Bone Harp”, by Emmi Itäranta. You can read it on the Internet Archive.
This was both the shortest unread book that I had acquired in 2017, and the sf book that had lingered longest unread on my shelves. Next on those piles respectively are Recollections of Virginia Woolf by her Contemporaries, ed. Joan Noble Russell, and Attack on Thebes by M.D. Cooper.
