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"Drifts of sand were lifted by the wind and deposited over her skinlike muslin. She wondered whether if she stayed there long enough it would cover her, and would she disappear in a natural tomb.
Immobility always brought this image to her, the image of death, and it was this which impelled her to rise and seek activity. Repose, to her, resembled death."