The trip through the mountains was solemn and careful as if he did not want to upset any of the natural denizens that haunted this place. We passed numerous mounds, sleepy from their daily siesta’s under the baking sun of the day. Wispy willowing vines and bushes danced in the gentle breeze under the starry night. Even the dead ones, dried up
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