Two long weeks I wandered
Through two long weeks I wandered, stumbling through the nights guided only by the stars and hiding during the days behind some protruding rock or among the occasional hills I traversed.
At daybreak of the fifteenth day of my search
When the amphitheater had cleared I crept stealthily to the top and as the great excavation lay far from the plaza.
It is very curious to watch this
By the light of the now brilliant moons I saw that he was but a shadow of his former self, and as he turned from my caress and commenced greedily.
He runs towards the Maybury Hill: Embeds
At first I regarded little but the road before me, and then abruptly my attention was arrested by something that was moving rapidly.
Testing images in the post
And as the day advanced and the engine drivers and stokers refused to return to London
