Round and round; these four wooden wheels carried a fully loaded wagon… across the dirt road they went round and round leaving traces behind on its buff shade of this unpaved road, pulled by a red mare who knew no enervation as this four-legged fine creature was still looking so merrily taking those steps; and sure at her own pace, and so she was steady since dawn as now the sun was still hanging low in the distant horizon, she never stopped of pulling this fully loaded wagon all the way to the first stop… about to get there… along with the others fours travelers together escorting the wagon,
No more flat and vast land that of a green plain, as such a viridescent land had now faded and blended into one entire new sight to behold,
