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Not content with capturing one rather large stone circle, under rapidly darkening skies, we set off in pursuit of another.
Which was a mistake.
For one thing, we got lost…
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And then we ran into this motley lot.
Hiding from us they were.
Waiting for the sun to go down before they pounced.
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Anyway, we tentatively made our way through their ranks.
And eventually confronted their leader.
She seemed okay and assured us her troops meant no harm.
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So we determined to return on the morrow.
In the hope that the morning light might be kinder.
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