“From the paper wave that had fallen away a tortoise craned its neck through a haze of dust, stretching the evenly spaced wrinkles that circled its long throat like growth rings in the cross-section of a tree trunk”
“From the paper wave that had fallen away a tortoise craned its neck through a haze of dust, stretching the evenly spaced wrinkles that circled its long throat like growth rings in the cross-section of a tree trunk”