‘How stark and beautiful this place is,’ William said. ‘If I had a glass of wine, I would propose a toast. But I shall propose it anyway. To Patagonia – a place we will never forget.’
Thia and her brother clinked their imaginary glasses as the sun finally slid behind the mountain peaks and the night folded down like a concertina curtain - layer upon layer, pink on mauve, purple on blue, grey on navy; dropping slowly; pressing every ounce of pigment into the final few inches of sky in a fiery display of burnt orange. Polished mahogany. Burnished gold. The rich colour reflected in the skin of the Tehuelche Indians.
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