Samuel Beckett, "Texts for Nothing”: “Who are these people anyway? Did they follow me up here, go before me, come with me? I am down in the hole the centuries have dug, centuries of filthy weather, flat on my face on the dark earth sodden with creeping saffron waters it slowly drinks.”
Antione Volodine, fairly late in his 2014 Prix Médicis-winning stunner Radiant Terminus (once somebody has had a go at Anglicizing it): “The fuel rods had united. They tried to rejoin the core that had taken up residence at the bottom of the well the Gramma Udgul guarded like a dragon over its treasure.”
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