The early descriptions of the protagonist’s visits to the valley of corpses is written in the most haunting prose. “By the way, did I mention there’s a profusion of tiny yellow flowers growing among the grasses here? . . . You can see bright yellow outlines of human forms enclosing darkness inside. It makes me cry . . . In some cases the outline has started to become fuzzy now, with the tiny plants encroaching into the space of the ever-shrinking human remains. I don’t know the name of the flowers. Some kind of wild daisies, perhaps?” More here.