The sound of a canal freight boat engine;
water streaming silkily around the fugitive Flandry;
smells of tar and spice;
the steersman crooning while tapping a gamelon;
red columns and gilt roofs of upper-class apartments;
low, dark warehouses, tenements and factories above water;
sheet metal, rough timber, thatched roofs;
light dim through dirty windows;
muted machine growls;
floating corpse;
a woman's scream;
darkness around a harsh blue lamp.
Does Anderson overdo the squalor? In any case, I would instantly have forgotten most of these details if I had not paused to record them.
1 comment:
Kaor, Paul!
No, I don't think Anderson overdid the squalor. In s system as grotesque as that found on Unan Besar, we have to expect such extremes.
Ad astra! Seam
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