Wednesday 5 August 2009

There is no sky



I’ve seen big countries before – the American plains on the old wagon-trails west of St Louis… or the Saskatchewan prairies in grasshopper time… But Russia is bigger: there is no sky, only empty space overhead, and no horizon, only a distant haze, and endless miles of sun-scorched rank grass and emptiness.



Flashman at the Charge, p.126, Pan edition, 5th printing, 1979.




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