The place has been filled to over-flowing with life. It has itched and squirmed with life and now it is night and the life has all gone away. The silence is
almost terrifying One conceals oneself standing silently beside the trunk of a tree and what there is of a reflective tendency in one's nature is
intensified. One shudders at the thought of the meaninglessness of life, while at the same instant, loves life so intensely that tears come to the eyes.
Which word least describes the tone of this story?