The sunset faded to twilight
I began walking, therefore, in a big curve, seeking some point of vantage and continually looking at the sand.
Then going through some small strange motions
A moderate incline runs towards the foot of Maybury Hill, and down this we clattered. Once the lightning had begun.
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.
