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In the Dwellings of the Wilderness
CHAPTER I
In the Dark Backward and Abysm of Time
eane came out of his tent, lighting a particularly unclean briar, and strolled over to where Merritt lay flat on his back, his hands behind his head, staring out over the desert into the painted sunset sky. Off to the right were the excavations, gaping like raw wounds in the monotone
