The Blind Owl By Sadeq Hedayat (Translated by Iraj Bashiri), Chapter 6

 

Chapter 6

Maybe they had been built to accommodate the shadows of ethereal beings! Apparently the carriage driver was taking me along a special road or he was taking a by-road.

In some places the road was surrounded only by hacked tree trunks and crooked, bent trees.Behind them there were high and low geometrical houses--conic, truncated cones with narrow, crooked windows--from within which black lilies grew, climbing on the doors and walls.This scene suddenly disappeared under a thick fog. Pregnant, heavy clouds were hugging and pressing on the mountain peaks, and drops of rain, like wandering particles of dust, were floating in the air.