• I planted my self in the middle of a great many Glasses full of Dew, tied fast about me, upon which the Sun so violently darted his Rays, that the Heat, which attracted them, as it does the thickest Clouds, carried me up so high, that at length I found my self above the middle Region of the Air.

    Cyrano de Bergerac (2015). “A Voyage to the Moon: Souls Needed for You”, p.13, 谷月社