“A haggard man used one of the huts as a home. He lay on a sagging mattress, his head on his pack, surrounded by rubbish - paper, porcelain shards, food remains and unidentifiable debris. His hand was over his eyes. He looked like a failed soldier. Dirt seemed so worked into him that the lines of his face were like writing.” SimileCharacter Description Book:This Census-Taker Source: This Census-Taker
“The light was going: some cloud cover arriving, as if summoned by drama.” SettingSimileWell WrittenProse Stylist Book:Kraken Source: Kraken