snowslope

Updated: May 29, 2025

In my hurry and delight I put my head into the small of the back of the puffing old man who blocked the way in front and forced him forward, until at last before we expected it the cleft suddenly ended, and he and I tumbled headlong over each other on to a glittering, frozen snowslope; the sky azure overhead, the sunshine warm as a tepid bath, and a wide prospect of mountain and plain extending all around.

Edwin Lester Linden Arnold - Gulliver of Mars