"A man would die tonight of lying out on the marshes, I thought. And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn...
The night was as dark by this time as it would be until morning; and what light we had, seemed to come from the river than the sky, as the oars in their dipping struck at a few reflected stars.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
The night was as dark by this time as it would be until morning; and what light we had, seemed to co...
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