“I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.”

― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

She was a toxicologist and often found herself wondering the woods to admire plants and fungus. She had a sort of “tender curiosity” for them, and liked to watch the way the local fauna reacted with them. Being so curious, it is inevitable that she would discover a new species of fungus. When she finally does, she whips out her field not book to write down everything she sees, smells, and feels. She snaps on a glove and reached to cut off a sample, but it won’t cut. After a few moments of trying, she stops to take a breath but leaves her hand on the fungus. That’s when she feels the throbbing, like a tiny heart beat….

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