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Excerpt from In the Morning of Time
The water at this point was almost fresh, because the estuary, though fully two miles wide, was filled with the tide of the great river rolling slowly down from the heart Of the continent. The further shore was so ¿at that nothing could be Seen Of it but an endless, pale green forest Of giant reeds. But the nearer shore was skirted, at a distance Of perhaps half a mile from the water, by a rampart Of abrupt, bright, rust-red cliffs. The ¿at land between the waterside and the cliffs, except for the wide strip of beach, was clothed with an enormous and riotous growth Of calamaries, tree - ferns, cane and palm, which rocked and crashed in places as if some colossal wayfarers were pushing through them. Here and there along the edge of the cliffs sat tall beings with prodigious, saw-toothed beaks, like some Species Of bird conceived in a nightmare.
Far out across the water one Of these creatures was ¿apping slowly in from the sea. Its wings eighteen feet across from tip to tip - were not the wings Of a bird, but Of a bat or a hobgoblin. It had dreadful hand-like claws on its wing-elbows; and its feet were those Of a lizard.
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