river-sliced

Updated: May 25, 2025

For a gray mist had swept upon Santone that night, an opaque terror that laid a hand to the throat of each of the city's guests. It was computed that three thousand invalids were hibernating in the town. They had come from far and wide, for here, among these contracted river-sliced streets, the goddess Ozone has elected to linger. Purest atmosphere, sir, on earth!

O. Henry - Rolling Stones