Pierre chases down Anatoly, the enemy, and drives him out of Moscow. Anxiety, frustration, anger, rage.....utter disbelief. It is black. It is bleak. Is there any way out of this abyss? For Natasha? For Russia?
How will Natasha survive this onslaught? How will Russia survive? The book is full of dual meanings, layers upon layers of meanings. Just like a collage. -- Chris
Christiane Carney Johnson
from page 745-746 of original text
collage, acrylic, chalk, watercolor
page 593-594 Pevear/Volokhonsky translation