You see the sun making an appearance. It’s absolutely silent. But the power it projects! The heat, the light, the radiation is so vast, so powerful.
You see the sun making an appearance. It’s absolutely silent. But the power it projects! The heat, the light, the radiation is so vast, so powerful.
“He stood beneath the white tower, and looked up at it with that mournful expression which his face always carried in repose: for one moment he thought of climbing up its cracked and broken stone, and then from its summit screaming down at the silent city as a child might scream at a chained animal.”
Peter Ackroyd | Hawksmoor