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Fine in the severity, sustained in red, it and crimson tones, it was not that that is hostile to a life, and is somehow perfect to it is indifferent. - the Sight vainly searched at least for the slightest hint on a blue or greens.The sun has fast drawn a firmament; on a bottom of canyons shades like ink smudges have spread. Night was lowered; stars have for a short while flashed and have been erased from a firmament by a new morning dawn.
Something was changed - or not? The far line of horizon is drawn any more so distinctly - or it only seemed?
One more "day", and this time any doubts. Sharp contours of a landscape were softened; outlines of far rocks and rocks any more so are clearly expressed. Mars varied...
Days, weeks, months, and actually, probably, and decades were carried by by. And now changes were evident.
Unexpectedly, as if on magic, there were reservoirs with a quiet and smooth surface which did not evaporate immediately under sun beams as it happened on Mars today. As future visions were developed, reservoirs turned to lakes and merged in the rivers. Along their coast trees have suddenly grown. To Robert Singh, from the point of view of the earth dweller, their trunks have seemed too thin: hardly they above and dozen metres. In a reality - if only someone could name it a reality! - such trees, perhaps, would surpass the highest sequoia, reaching at so low gravitation at least hundreds metres. Now the review point was changed. They flied on the east along Doliny Marinera, through Gorge of the Morning Dawn and then on the south to huge Devil's plain, the lowest area of Mars. A land here any more was not.
As he looked from above at fantastic ocean of the future, Robert Singh was overflowed by a stream of memoirs with such invincible force that he for any instant has almost forgotten, where is. The devil's ocean has disappeared. It again was on the Earth and slowly went along the African coast bordered with palm trees, together with small Tobi, and behind them on heels Tigretta trudged. Whether there was it its present past or only the illusion, the borrowed memoirs someone other?
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