the way station (.4 + tone)
"the wood seemed old, fragile to the point of elvishness; it was wood being transmogrified into sand...a way station for the coach line. the tottering sand-house (the wind had crusted the wood with grit until it looked like a sand castle that the sun had beat upon at low tide and hardened to a temporary abode) cast a thin line of shadow..."
"chapter two, the way station," _the dark tower: the gunslinger_: stephen king
the way station (.4 + tone)
"the wood seemed old, fragile to the point of elvishness; it was wood being transmogrified into sand...a way station for the coach line. the tottering sand-house (the wind had crusted the wood with grit until it looked like a sand castle that the sun had beat upon at low tide and hardened to a temporary abode) cast a thin line of shadow..."
"chapter two, the way station," _the dark tower: the gunslinger_: stephen king