What do you think?
Rate this book
160 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1966
The announcers talked emphatically about exceptional measures that would clear the thruway and referred to the weary toil of highway patrolmen and police forces. Suddenly, one of the nuns became delirious. As her companion looked on terrified, and the girl in the Dauphine dabbed her temples with what was left of the cologne, the nun spoke of Armageddon, the Ninth Day, the chain of cinnabar.
Afterwards there鈥檚 a sort of confused gap, Tinti lost his blood and we him, the mountaineers offered to bury him, I remained resting in the cave although it smelled of vomit and cold sweat, and curiously I got to thinking about my best friend of former times, of before that break in my life that had torn me from my country and thrust me thousands of miles away, to Luis, to the landing on the island, to that cave.
Pierced in the stomach, the Nubian howls, falling back a step, and in that last moment, when pain is like a flame of hate, all the strength that flees his body rushes to his arm to sink the trident into the back of his rival lying face down.
Ah, dice Roland, frotando un f贸sforo. Jeanne oye distintamente el frote, es como si viera el rostro de Roland mientras aspira el humo, ech谩ndose un poco atr谩s con los ojos entornados. Un r铆o de escamas brillantes parece saltar de las manos del gigante negro y Marco tiene el tiempo preciso para hurtar el cuerpo a la red.