Hence, foundering halfway between the abyss and the peak, they drifted rather than lived, given up to aimless days and sterile memories, wandering shadows who could only have found strength by resigning themselves to taking root in the soil of their distress.
Hala, preso eta erbesteratu guztien oinaze sakonaz sufritzen zuten, hots, ezertarako balio ez duen oroitzapenarekin bizitzearen oinazeaz.