Satisfied, filled with the warmth of the bright sun, the birds were singing cheerfully, oblivious of the war taking over the world. ("Blitz") - Esther Kreitman

People make their way through the library like a dense forest, not knowing where it begins or where it will end. ("Two Libraries")

The earth lay there like a corpse prepared for an autopsy, its innards wet and glistening. Sewage pipes were sticking out everywhere, like intestines falling out of an open belly.

The alleyway exuded an air of Yom Kippur - beautiful, sad and eerily quiet.