The trees beside the road rose darkly and the dust smelt cool, as it would smell probably in a cave or a cellar. But in the west a reddish strip still hung in the darkening sky over the rolling landscape.
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
The Sleepwalkers - pg. 89
Labels: Hermann Broch
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