Zitat:
It is ordinary, as lands go. Mountains and plateaus and canyons and river deltas, the usual. Ordinary, except for its size and its dynamism. It moves a lot, this land. Like an old man lying restlessly abed it heaves and sighs, puckers and farts, yawns and swallows. Naturally this land's people have named it the Stillness. It is a land of quiet and bitter irony.
The Stillness has had other names. It was once several other lands. It's one vast, unbroken continent at present, but at some point in the future it will be more than one again.
Very soon now, actually.
Sowas ist für mich schon fast ein physischer Genuss, ähnlich wie man bestimmte Musik genießen kann, ohne auf die musiktheoretische Struktur, den Inhalt des Texts oder sonstwas zu achten.