The opposite bank of the invisible river turned a sudden red and its waves glittered like needles, throwing what looked like willows into stark silhouette. A large crimson fire was burning in a distant field, its towering smoke threatening to scorch the deep violet of the sky. The flame was more transparent red than a ruby, more exquisite than lithium.
'I wonder what's causing that fire,' said Giovanni. 'What could be burning to give off a flame as red as that?'
'It's Scorpio's fire,' replied Campanella, his head buried in his map.
'Oh I know about Scorpio's fire,' said Kaoru.