“Sere grass grew in tufts out of a pale, sandy soil, no richer for the thousands of souls planted there. Red-brown moss clumped amidst blankets of lichens of pale lavender-gray. Dark, twisted shrubs prickled rising above a knobby hillock, sharp,… — Antonio Dias Copy Share Image
“Bright lamplight bounced off golden varnished wood. The suddenly vivid colors of scarves, hats, hair and faces after the gray-green gloom they’d been immersed… — Antonio Dias Copy Share Image
“He managed the ten feet to the water a few inches at a time. He grabbed the gunnel amidships and lifted with his legs;… — Antonio Dias Copy Share Image
“Sere grass grew in tufts out of a pale, sandy soil, no richer for the thousands of souls planted there. Red-brown moss clumped amidst… — Antonio Dias Copy Share Image
