Lord Dunsany,
Don Rodriguez: Chronicles of Shadow Valley…
“ It was into this wide, pale flame of aetherial rose that the moon came stealing like a magician on tip- toe, to enchant the tips of the trees, low clouds and the towers of Lowlight. A blue light from beyond our world touched the pink that is Earth's at evening: and what was strange and a matter for hushed voices, marvellous but yet of our earth, became at that touch unearthly. All in a moment it was, and Rodriguez gasped to see it. Even Morāno's eyes grew round with the coming of wonder, or with some dim feeling that an unnoticed moment had made all things strange and new. ”
