the midnight sun
Yes , thought Probos Five , a woman to be proud of ; for today after three vargs of marriage the memory of her trim trunk with four pairs of eyes laughing mischievously , filled his five brains with flame . Slim as a birch she stood in his memory , and eight eyes whispered lovers ' thoughts across space and time . Probos Five recalled his five minds from their nostalgic reverie and gazed at the contour of the Earth that was rushing up to meet him . White , blazing white reflecting the rays of the midnight sun covered the region as far as the eye could reach . `` Good , '' thought Probos Five , `` the Polar regions . That means the end will come quickly . One or two seconds at the most of that bitter cold would be enough . ''