I love the leap of fantasy this short story by Tracy Lynne Oliver takes from the simple act of putting salt on eggs at breakfast.
While salting my eggs this morning, I had one of those moments where you ponder an everyday thing and how it came to be as such. A thing long taken for granted. In this case, it was the very salt I was shaking. I wondered about its origin. Who was that pioneer who took these tiny, white crystals and thought to put them over food? We all know how salt is made now — of course — but who was the first to find it, to use it?
What type of man? For salt is no easy encounter. We know the delicate balance needed. We know the sequence of things that must occur. How then, was it ever revealed? What were the circumstances? Who was the man who first drew salt?
Was he a seeker or simply a man who stumbled accidentally? How far he must’ve walked into a…
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