| 1 | All afternoon the cloud-flown derricks turn . . . | |
| 2 | Spring 1970. The social revolution was in full swing. | |
| 3 | At the turn of winter, it is mostly foggy weather with the peaks often shrouded in swirling mist and cloud. | |
| 4 | We were all representatives of a shadow society, cowering under a cloud of bad tidings that would never come. |