I went on and came near to those waters of death. They
stretched deeply into the
southern desert, and before me, and all around, as far away as the eye could follow, blank hills piled high over hills, pale, yellow, and naked, walled up in her tomb for ever the dead and damned
Gomorrah There was no fly that hummed in the
forbidden air, but
instead a deep stillness; no grass grew from the earth, no weed peered
through the void sand; but in mockery of all life there were trees borne down by Jordan in some ancient flood, and these, grotesquely planted upon the forlorn shore, spread out their grim skeleton arms, all scorched and charred to blackness by the heats of the long silent years..
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