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Excitement builds up, from the previous day, restless bodies are unable to sleep thinking about what is going to happen the next day...
Morning comes finally...everyones at the ready to make their moves. A meeting takes place somewhere not in the city. Present at the meeting are the products of the evolution of the steam engine, not one but two motors running.
All filled up and boarded, they navigate their axles far into the drylands of this country. Theres a saying that it does not matter where you are headed, but what you make of that journey. This journey was memorable...
A sunny , clear skies day,where the heat of the sun warmed your skin, and the tape player played random music. This organization was organized and prepared for the worst. At the destination, the pistons are commanded to stop and the soles of the shoes of the boarders hit solid earth.
The gates we passed by with "little" difficulty, looking at that for the first time, taking some moments to register that we're actually here. The architecture, the scenes, the heat and ofcourse the "soft" grass made us all a bit happy. Our heads were covered and our floor was hand woven, tress standing next to us. Others looking at us and us looking at others.
End of Part 1
What happened next was even more amazing.... but not too soon...
Try the part above, alot of clues here and there if you know where to look...
good luck.
Assignments are calling me gotta go..
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