The Man who Laughs - Victor Hugo
There was something dreamlike in that nocturnal landscape - a wan disc belted by a dark crescent. From cape to cape, along the whole coast, not a single spark indicating a hearth with a fire, not a lighted window, not an inhabited house, was to be seen. As in heaven, so on earth - no light. Not a lamp below, not a star above. Here and there came sudden risings in the great expanse of waters in the gulf, as the wind disarranged and wrinkled the vast sheet.
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