Hillalum said nothing. For the first time, he knew night for what it was: the shadow of the earth itself, cast against the sky.
…This town was never intended as a permanent place, it was merely part of a centuries-long journey.
…There were moments during this section of climb when Hillalum despaired, feeling displaced and estranged from the world; it was as if the earth had rejected him for his faithlessness, while heaven disdained to accept him.
…The moon flooded the south side of the tower with its silver radiance, glowing like the eye of Yahweh peering at them.
—— Arrival, Ted Chiang
抽中一本四六级水平也能连蒙带猜的科幻小说真是手气好……