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... with his right, for I saw him pass over me, and from that position on the ground,
with my face down, it was like feeling a cloud go over you at an enormous height;
I said he walked between us and over us, between two hills, Equator- wards.
I went up two hundred and forty kilometers, until I hurt all over, until the river cut
between sharper and sharper hills like glacial debris and glacial scaur: an old
garbage-heap that glaciers push in front of them and leave behind when they
I saw it prepare endlessly to rise; everything grew more distinct (but was all the
same countryside: little hills, brushy scrub, low trees) and after many hours, which
I did not bother to time, and after I dozed, for I don't remember when the color ...
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - crazybatcow - www.librarything.com
I didn't like it. It started okay... seemed like it might be interesting, but then... it kinda went off the rails and ended up being some interior monologue between the main character and figments of ... Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - Wattsian - www.librarything.com
This is a really marvelous story about crash-landed space farers that deals with mortality, society, psychology, religion, feminism, politics and, most of all, the slow veil that falls as distractions go away and we are confronted Read full review