Cormac McCarthy Quotes
It Was A Lone Tree Burning On The Desert. A Heraldic Tree That The Passing Storm Had Left Afire. The Solitary Pilgrim Drawn Up Before It Had Traveled Far To Be Here And He Knelt In The Hot Sand And Held His Numbed Hands Out While All About In That Circle Attended Companies Of Lesser Auxiliaries Routed Forth Into The Inordinate Day, Small Owls That Crouched Silently And Stood From Foot To Foot And Tarantulas And Solpugas And Vinegarroons And The Vicious Mygale Spiders And Beaded Lizards With Mouths Black As A Chowdog's, Deadly To Man, And The Little Desert Basilisks That Jet Blood From Their Eyes And The Small Sandvipers Like Seemly Gods, Silent And The Same, In Jeda, In Babylon. A Constellation Of Ignited Eyes That Edged The Ring Of Light All Bound In A Precarious Truce Before This Torch Whose Brightness Had Set Back The Stars In Their Sockets.
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