After searching through giant crop circles of footprints, each pair slightly bigger than the last, he came to the realisation that if the tunnel was still there, it had probably been trampled upon and would have caved in by now. All around him was rubble and desolation. The only way in having a hint of where he was right now was to wait until the sun came up and follow that direction back to the city. He could follow the empress, but he could see no reason as to why she’d head back there right now. Maybe he should pick a direction and keep walking that way. And should any rumblings increase, he should turn around and run in the opposite direction. It would be good if he could find a horse, but there was no sign of any wildlife whatsoever. Maybe if he could find some water, he could find one.
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