Saint-Exupéry's writings, the finest in aerology - among the finest in all exploration - are full of moments such as these: moments when, aloft, one suddenly "passes beyond the borders of the real world", and into a realm so elemental that it seems otherworldly. Mermoz made his way through those empty ruins, banking for four hours from one channel of light to another, circling round those giant pillars with the sea surging up inside them, following those flows of moonlight towards the exit from the temple." On their swollen capitals rested the dark and lowering arch of the storm, but blades of light sliced down through cracks in the arch, and between the pillars the full moon gleamed on the cold stone tiles of the sea. "Waterspouts stood in apparently motionless ranks like the pillars of a temple.
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