Through this mist Anthony perceives wreathings of clouds, undecided curves.
At last he can distinguish something like the appearance of human bodies.
And first:—
The Astomi—approach, like bubbles of air traversed by sunlight. They cry):
"Do not breathe too hard! The drops of rain bruise us, false notes excoriate us, darknesses blind us! Composed wholly of breezes and of perfumes, we float along, we roll along:—a little more than Dreams, yet not quite beings...."
The Nisnas
(have only one eye, one cheek, one hand, one leg, half a body, half a heart. They say):
"We live quite in our halves of houses, with our halves of wives and our halves of children!"
The Blemmyes