Two stops. A shorter walk than I was owed, but I am six centuries old and no longer count in small numbers.
The full trail has nine more. The city has been keeping secrets for longer than that.
Six hundred years ago this city made me a promise. It has been remarkably quiet about it ever since. Walk with me and we shall see what the stones remember.
Two stops. A shorter walk than I was owed, but I am six centuries old and no longer count in small numbers.
The full trail has nine more. The city has been keeping secrets for longer than that.