Across the lake now, beyond the squat turtleback of Spite Island, rose the sun, a vast, wet, ominious ruby.


The Stone Field (1937)


Across the lake now, beyond the squat turtleback of Spite Island, rose the sun, a vast, wet, ominious ruby.

Across the lake now, beyond the squat turtleback of Spite Island, rose the sun, a vast, wet, ominious ruby.

Across the lake now, beyond the squat turtleback of Spite Island, rose the sun, a vast, wet, ominious ruby.

Across the lake now, beyond the squat turtleback of Spite Island, rose the sun, a vast, wet, ominious ruby.