Such silence and stillness
and repose -- immortal repose. That village sat looking down
into the canyon with the calmness of eternity . . .
I had come upon the city of some extinct civilization, hidden
away in this inaccessible mesa for centuries, preserved in the
dry air and almost perpetual sunlight like a fly in amber, guarded
by the cliffs and the river and the desert.
--WILLA
CATHER
