There was no darkness in the world, but only warm, mysterious shadows; and all the leaves and spikes were edged and lined with iridescent jewels of dew. The night was warmer than any night had ever been, the heavens by some miracle at once vaster and nearer, and spite of the great ivory-tinted moon that ruled the world, the sky was full of stars.
H.G. Wells; fabuleux auteur, personnage fantastique, favori personnel. Père de la science-fiction. Si vous avez le temps, lisez donc The Door in the Wall, and other stories. C’est gratuit et ça en vaut la peine.