May 13, 5th year of the federal calendar.

The soft soil under my feet made me feel a little dazed for a moment.

Preconceived notions led me to imagine a horrific sacrificial place, in a dark and oppressive ancient cavern, with maddeningly twisted patterns carved into the rock faces.

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