Living pixels have taken the  forme  of the  montagnes  beyond, piling one on top of another in imitation of the geological processes that usually take endless time.  Jacob  never looks to closely at the  paysage  around him, so isn't aware that it has certain Potemkin Village  air  to it.     En Moins d'une heure, j'étais au seuil d'une maison de terre battue, inachevée.