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Image sizes: 256x256, 128x128, 64x64, 48x48, 40x40, 32x32, 24x24, 20x20, 16x16 File formats: BMP, GIF, PNG, ICO ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Tags: lagoons images, images2 co uk, pahlavi images, boltanski images, satellite imagery programI have enclosed a sword in a sheath, and he has started talking: - It is possible to think, what is it the earth...- I do not know the sea, - I have told. - can here always in the mornings so. - No, - it has shaken a head. - I am assured that now we see reflexion of any far earth. Look! Its voice has sounded almost the order, and I have looked there where he specified. I have seen the mountains accurately appearing in the turning pink sky over this cloudy country. The party of one of mountains was more black, and I, having looked it, has seen a fortress surrounded with walls. Over a fortress two towers towered. One was hardly below another. Vision was such distinct that I could swear that the fortress exists. It was perfectly well visible and suddenly it has disappeared! Has not blurred slowly at movement of clouds, and has disappeared instantly as though someone has extinguished fire. But accurate outlines of towers were embodied at me in memory, and I could draw them on sand. I have looked at Kvena as has been assured, what is it not simply whim of morning illumination, and one of miracles, strangenesses of this unfamiliar earth. I had a strong sensation that this fortress somewhere exists, and I was ready to be started up there and then on its searches. And I have said a part of that was created at me in a head aloud: - Fortress... It... The present... - has looked at me how Garn when I made an oversight looked. - What did you see? - He has asked silently, almost in a whisper. I have hardly caught its voice against an unremitting surf. - Fortress. With two towers. But as it could appear on a cloud...? - If long to look at clouds, it is possible to see everything, - he has responded. And I felt shamed as the child who has begun to cry, listening to a terrifying story when to it terrible animals behind the stones, created by its own imagination seem. But Kven continued to stand and look at a cloud while it completely has not crept away, having got out of the shape. There, where I saw a fortress, already was nothing. I heard, how our camp gradually wakes up. And then Kven has turned away from the sea and has looked at me as if wished to read my thoughts. ![]()
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