The huge gold spiral covered with blood; the infinity shared by degrees of parallels and meridians, alternating flashes and the polar lights … And under it unprecedented monsters,
huge octopuses, visions from nightmares pottered about.
Huge haughty figures rose from a flame. They were similar to lilies or on tongues of flame blindingly white color …
They recognized some as if already saw them in any past which was, probably whose that future. And then mirages or that at first seemed to them mirages were.
everywhere there were opened black mouths of the flame throwers directed on them.