"Petrel" Gorky Piles of dark clouds, like blue flames, burning on the bottomless sea. The sea catches the bolts of lightning and extinguishes them in its own abyss. The shadows of these lightnings were like fiery snakes, twisting and swimming in the sea, and disappeared in a flash.

——Storm! A storm is coming!

This is the brave petrel, flying proudly on the roaring sea, in the middle of lightning; this is the victorious prophet shouting:

——Let the storm come more violently Have some!