Американские боги
Chapter 6
Shadowturned,slowly,streamingimagesofhimselfashemoved,frozenmoments,eachhimcapturedinafractionofasecond,everytinymovementlastingforaninfiniteperiod.Theimagesthatreachedhismindmadenosense:itwaslikeseeingtheworldthroughthemultifacetedjeweledeyesofadragonfly,buteachfacetsawsomethingcompletelydifferent,andhewasunabletocombinethethingshewasseeing,orthoughthewasseeing,intoawholethatmadeanysense.
HewaslookingatMr.Nancy,anoldblackmanwithapencilmoustache,inhischecksportsjacketandhislemon-yellowgloves,ridingacarousellionasitroseandlowered,highintheair;and,atthesametime,inthesameplace,hesawajeweledspiderashighasahorse,itseyesanemeraldnebula,strutting,staringdownathim;andsimultaneouslyhewaslookingatanextraordinarilytallmanwithteak-coloredskinandthreesetsofarms,wearingaflowingostrich-featherheaddress,hisfacepaintedwithredstripes,ridinganirritatedgoldenlion,twoofhissixhandsholdingontightlytothebeast’smane;andhewasalsoseeingayoungblackboy,dressedinrags,hisleftfootallswollenandcrawlingwithblackflies;andlastofall,andbehindallthesethings,Shadowwaslookingatatinybrownspider,hidingunderawitheredochreleaf.
Shadowsawallthesethings,andheknewtheywerethesamething.
"Ifyoudon’tcloseyourmouth,"saidthemanythingsthatwereMr.
