Post by Sam on Dec 27, 2005 2:12:31 GMT -5
Walking along the path has been fun. It imbues purpose in your step, thinking that you are one step closer to getting out of here and back home. You boarded the plane ready to play another game of Survivor, but you think that after this the last thing you will want to see is another barren landscape filled with dangerous animals and even more dangerous players. Nah, you think, leaving the television, couch, and nearby refridgerator was probably a bad idea in the first place anyway.
The road begins to widen, and it is you who first discovers a tiny signpost in the dust ahead. Excited, you run towards it, desperate to read what it says and which direction civilization is.
It reads:
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You are so excited by the signpost that you fail to realize what is ahead of you. A vast crossroads splits the land into three. To your right, a smaller path that mirrors the one you traveled. In front of you, a gigantic, twenty foot wide highway points as straight ahead as an arrow. And you thought the road you were walking on was big. This dwarfs it.
Everyone in your tribe has one thought on their minds: Anasazi?
The road begins to widen, and it is you who first discovers a tiny signpost in the dust ahead. Excited, you run towards it, desperate to read what it says and which direction civilization is.
It reads:
<---- Sinti Anasazi ---->
[/center]You are so excited by the signpost that you fail to realize what is ahead of you. A vast crossroads splits the land into three. To your right, a smaller path that mirrors the one you traveled. In front of you, a gigantic, twenty foot wide highway points as straight ahead as an arrow. And you thought the road you were walking on was big. This dwarfs it.
Everyone in your tribe has one thought on their minds: Anasazi?