Andrea Mantegna Adoration of the Magi painting

Andrea Mantegna Adoration of the Magi paintingThomas Moran Ulysses and the Sirens paintingThomas Moran Mountain of the Holy Cross painting
wished for pain. Anything but this terrible lack of feeling.The paramedic at Ethan’s side spoke urgently to his teammate, who stood in the rain, beyond the open doors: “We’re gonna need speed.”“I’ll burn producing a silvery fitted Ethan with an oxygen mask.As cool as autumn, as sweet as springtime, a rich blend of air soothed his hot throat, but his wheezing did not in the least abate.[172] Having climbed behind the steering wheel in the front of the ambulance, the driver slammed his door, again causing the red tinsel to shimmer and the bells to ring.“Bells,” Ethan said, but the oxygen mask muffled the word.In the process of fitting the binaurals of a stethoscope to his ears, the paramedic paused. “What did you say?”The sight of the stethoscope inspired in Ethan the realization that he could hear his heartbeat, and that what he heard was ragged, uneven, alarming.asphalt,” the rain-lashed medic promised, and he slammed shut the doors.Along both side walls, near the ceiling, taut garlands of red tinsel sparkled. At the ends and in the middle of each garland, small silver bells, three per set, dangled brightly. Christmas decorations.The bells in each group were strung concentrically on the same string. The top bell, also the largest, overhung the middle bell, which overhung the third—which was also the smallest—in the set.When the door slammed, the tiny bells on each string jiggled against one another,