book : Return to the Naked Nagas (1939;1976) | |
caption: | Chapter Four. Above the Clouds |
caption: | mist |
medium: | books |
ethnicgroup: | Konyak |
location: | Wakching |
text: | When I woke up on the morning after our arrival, it seemed as though we were on an island, or rather on one of the many islands of an archipelago; for a white sea of fog filled the valleys and surged round the mountain-tops, which rose sheer from the curling waves, like the faces of huge dark cliffs. But the sun soon dissolved the mist, as it disperses the frost on winter window-panes. |
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