The airplane carrying Josaphat away from Metropolis swam in the golden air of the setting sun, rushing towards it at a tearing speed, as though fastened to the westward sinking ball by metal cords.
Josaphat sat behind the pilot. From the moment when the aerodrome had sunk below them and the stone mosaic of the great Metropolis had paled away into the inscrutable depths, Josaphat had not given the least token that he was a human being with the faculty for breathing and moving. The pilot seemed to be taking a pale grey stone, in the form of a man, with him as freight. When the pilot once turned around, he looked full into the wide-open eyes of this petrified being without meeting a glance or the least sign of consciousness.
Nevertheless, Josaphat …show more content…
His breast rose in a long neglected breath andhe raised his eyes upwards. He looked into the empty greenish blue sky and down again to the earth which formed a flat, round carpet, deep down in infinity, and at the sun which was rolling westwards like a glowing ball.
Last of all he looked at the head of the pilot who sat before him, at the airman 's cap which turned, neckless, into shoulders filled with a bullish strength and a forceful calm.
The powerful engine of the airplane worked in perfect silence. But the air through which the airplane tore was filled with a mysterious thunder, as though the dome of heaven were catching up the roaring in the globe and throwing it angrily back again.
The airplane hovered flew above a strange earth, like a bird not able to find its …show more content…
He looked about him.
Stretching out far and wide were fields and meadows, hemmed in by forests, standing there in their evening stillness. The scarlet of the sky had faded away. The crickets chirped. The mist about the distant, solitary willows brewed milky white. From the hallowed purity of the great sky, the first star appeared with still glimmer.
“I must go,” said the man with the white, deathlike face.
“You must rest, first,” said the young girl.
The man 's eyes looked up at her in astonishment. Her clear face, with its low, unintelligent brow and its beautiful, foolish mouth stood out, as if under a dome of sapphire, against the sky, which curved above her.
“Aren 't you afraid of me?” asked the man.
“No,” said the young girl.
The head of the man fell into her lap. She bent forward and covered up the shivering body with the billowing, silver silk.
“Rest,” said the man with a sigh.
She made no reply. She sat quiet, motionless.
“Will you awaken me,” asked the man and his voice quavered with weariness. “As soon as the sun comes?”
“Yes,” said the young girl. “Keep
Josaphat sat behind the pilot. From the moment when the aerodrome had sunk below them and the stone mosaic of the great Metropolis had paled away into the inscrutable depths, Josaphat had not given the least token that he was a human being with the faculty for breathing and moving. The pilot seemed to be taking a pale grey stone, in the form of a man, with him as freight. When the pilot once turned around, he looked full into the wide-open eyes of this petrified being without meeting a glance or the least sign of consciousness.
Nevertheless, Josaphat …show more content…
His breast rose in a long neglected breath andhe raised his eyes upwards. He looked into the empty greenish blue sky and down again to the earth which formed a flat, round carpet, deep down in infinity, and at the sun which was rolling westwards like a glowing ball.
Last of all he looked at the head of the pilot who sat before him, at the airman 's cap which turned, neckless, into shoulders filled with a bullish strength and a forceful calm.
The powerful engine of the airplane worked in perfect silence. But the air through which the airplane tore was filled with a mysterious thunder, as though the dome of heaven were catching up the roaring in the globe and throwing it angrily back again.
The airplane hovered flew above a strange earth, like a bird not able to find its …show more content…
He looked about him.
Stretching out far and wide were fields and meadows, hemmed in by forests, standing there in their evening stillness. The scarlet of the sky had faded away. The crickets chirped. The mist about the distant, solitary willows brewed milky white. From the hallowed purity of the great sky, the first star appeared with still glimmer.
“I must go,” said the man with the white, deathlike face.
“You must rest, first,” said the young girl.
The man 's eyes looked up at her in astonishment. Her clear face, with its low, unintelligent brow and its beautiful, foolish mouth stood out, as if under a dome of sapphire, against the sky, which curved above her.
“Aren 't you afraid of me?” asked the man.
“No,” said the young girl.
The head of the man fell into her lap. She bent forward and covered up the shivering body with the billowing, silver silk.
“Rest,” said the man with a sigh.
She made no reply. She sat quiet, motionless.
“Will you awaken me,” asked the man and his voice quavered with weariness. “As soon as the sun comes?”
“Yes,” said the young girl. “Keep