At the end of the practice, one of the archers was so taxed that she lied out on the ground just star-fished, her head looking up at the sky, trying to find what T.S. Eliot might call that still point of the turning world.
Ao fim do treino, uma das arqueiras estava tão esgotada que se deitou no chão de braços abertos, olhando para o céu, tentando encontrar o que T.S. Eliot chamaria de "aquele lugar quieto  num mundo agitado".