“You know that feeling,” she said, “when you are reading a book, and you know that it is going to be a tragedy; you can feel the cold and darkness coming, see the net drawing tight around the characters who live and breathe on the pages. But you are tied to the story as if being dragged behind a carriage and you cannot let go or turn the course aside.”
It was the first time I ever saw a running river on the surface. It was the first time I ever rode a bike. It was the first time I ever knew how vast the sky was. And above all it was the first time I’d ever seen so many people in one place.