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A View of the Overlook

           Acrossfromthem-whoknewhowfar?-aneventallermountainrearedintothesky,itsjaggedtiponlyasilhouettethatwasnownimbusedbythesun,whichwasbeginningitsdecline.Thewholevalleyfloorwasspreadoutbelowthem,theslopesthattheyhadclimbedinthelaboringbugfallingawaywithsuchdizzyingsuddennessthatsheknewtolookdowntherefortoolongwouldbringonnauseaandeventualvomiting.Theimaginationseemedtospringtofulllifeintheclearair,beyondthereinofreason,andtolookwastohelplesslyseeone’sselfplungingdownanddownanddown,skyandslopeschangingplacesinslowcartwheels,thescreamdriftingfromyourmouthlikealazyballoonasyourhairandyourdressbillowedout…

           ShejerkedhergazeawayfromthedropalmostbyforceandfollowedJack’sfinger.Shecouldseethehighwayclingingtothesideofthiscathedralspire,switchingbackonitselfbutalwaystendingnorthwest,stillclimbingbutatamoregentleangle.Furtherup,seeminglysetdirectlyintotheslopeitself,shesawthegrimlyclingingpinesgivewaytoawidesquareofgreenlawnandstandinginthemiddleofit,overlookingallthis,thehotel.TheOverlook.Seeingit,shefoundbreathandvoiceagain.

           "Oh,Jack,it’sgorgeous!"

           "Yes,itis,"hesaid."Unmansayshethinksit’sthesinglemostbeautifullocationinAmerica.

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