[ He has stopped short in the entrance to the greenhouse. Heedless of the rain - he hardly notices it. His attention is fixed, however, on what he sees before him.
The plants are so green that they hurt his eyes. Hardly any an ordinary brown or grey. What a bizarre color - it's like suddenly seeing the sky as a bright yellow, or water becoming orange. And yet there is so much of it, layers and varieties of green, darker and brighter, paler and bolder.
This is without a doubt the strangest sight he has perceived thus far. ]
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The plants are so green that they hurt his eyes. Hardly any an ordinary brown or grey. What a bizarre color - it's like suddenly seeing the sky as a bright yellow, or water becoming orange. And yet there is so much of it, layers and varieties of green, darker and brighter, paler and bolder.
This is without a doubt the strangest sight he has perceived thus far. ]