II

Experimentally, she flexed her left arm. Tiny cascades of soil tickled as they were dislodged by her movement. Interesting, she thought, and tried the rest of her limbs. The same thing happened, except on her right arm, which she couldn't feel below the elbow. Not good. Something nibbled at the edge of her mind. Spitting out as much of the dust as possible that had gotten into her mouth, she said quite loudly,

'Tsvetka. I'm pretty sure that's my name. Yes. Tsvetka, right?'