The great wall of vegetation, an exuberant and entangled mass of trunks, branches, leaves, boughs, festoons, motionless in the moonlight, was like a rioting invasion of soundless life, a rolling wave of plants, piled up, crested, ready to topple over the creek, to sweep every little man of us out of his little existence.
Landarezko murru garaia, nahaspilatutako enbor, adar, hosto, besanga eta zintzilikarioen anabasa oparo hura, ilargiaren argitan geldi, bizitza mutuaren inbasio bortitz bat bezalakoa zen, landarezko olatu kiribildu bat, bulartua, gandortua, ibaiaren gainera erortzeko zorian, gizon kaxkar guztiok geure izate kaxkarretik erauzteko.