“A gray-ash cloud smoked and sparkled with its lower edges on the horizon. Above it the sky seemed golden-green, and under it a yellow-pink satin ribbon was unfurled, and now it faded. A child played on the shore, digging at the velvet sand with a mother-of-pearl shell ... Sometimes he laughed slyly. He clapped his hands. And blue sparkles splashed in his eyes. Unsteady, elusive waves scattered like Burmide pearls...”