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“Wheeling, hawkwinged, hawkwinding circuits darkskied, darkscrying blue incandescence of waters through drifting clouds’ veils, dark lines of mountains, clusters of forested green, strings, dots of rivering blue, hawkswinging high, hawkseye holding lights flapping over ice fields, crawl of darkthunder herds under clouds’ dust over furbelowed plain, circular rainbows, firetipped peak beyond ocean turning, darkened flyway of birdcalling formed to wedge and arrow the seasons, descending then, plumed plummet, out of equinoctial exuberance, downderrying, down, through vaporous wisps, heatshield blazing, hawk-call, huntcry, over Her eversighing mudstreaked Self, breasting broken ranges, dipping valleyed declivities under starshot blackspread sky, falling, falling now, amid pinnacles, buttes, talus, and scree, into caverndark opening, down, eyes of fire, walls paintpotted mineralbright, low, low, the weight of Earth heavy, so heavy it groans in the turning, landing, perching, jerkstepping, jackbirded, lowering, lowering beneath world’s weight, lengthening, widening, thickening, furred unto slow power, progressing, four-legged, down, ever down, derry, into.”
― Roger Zelazny, Wilderness