"...They walked without stopping, not slowing down. Straight to the sea, where the horizon was black rocky reef from which swept a strange sound. Around the rocks, shining steel piled mutilated remains of interstellar ships, such as those on which the Masters is flying between worlds. The sound was pouring from all sides, bumping into the brain, beckoning and calling to him , but he acted only on the Masters, which came to him as if spellbound. I thought that they would stop at the shore of a cold , lifeless sea, but they continued to walk forward, slowly disappearing beneath the waves..."