One Hundred Years of Solitude

the journey better than their
parents, and most of the time
it was fun for them. One
morning, after almost two
years of crossing, they
became the first mortals to
see the western slopes of the
mountain range. From the
cloudy summit they saw the
immense aquatic expanse of
the great swamp as it spread
out toward the other side of
the world. But they never
found the sea. One night,