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297 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 1, 2017
Reverend Calloway decided to follow his heart. He closed his eyes and prayed silently to God. When he opened them again, a place name stood out clearly in his field of vision. It was a two-hieroglyph name: Chifeng.
He had gotten good grades in Chinese, and he knew the meaning of both signs. Instantly, a wonderful scene appeared in his mind: a mountain peak, red as a flame, rose up, tearing through the clouds, piercing the celestial vault. He savored those two words, which in Chinese sounded as if angels were playing a trumpet in the distance, making his chest tremble slightly and his heart burn with passion.
Reverend Calloway carefully read the entire list and became lost in thought. The matter presented a scientific problem, but also a religious and, at the same time, a commercial one.
He couldn’t buy the whole zoo; he had to make a selection, a procedure that made him feel like Noah having to carefully choose the animals he was going to put on the ark, knowing that the others would have no choice but to wait for the coming of the flood.
The distant, faint voice of a woman singing seemed to drift by somewhere. However, this only emphasized the stillness of the steppe. As if hypnotized, the cleric slowly rose and began to walk. His gaze was lost, his eyes not resting on any particular point. His physical fatigue was extreme, and mentally he was equally exhausted. Undistracted by worldly thoughts or the entanglements of faith, the most primitive part of his soul, hidden deep within, was soon awakened by the moonlight and the singing.