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..we’re just a couple of altar stones dedicated to Mithras, the invincible sun god.
Secundinius Amantius, logistics officer of the XXII Legion, dedicated us in around the second century AD.
And we’ll still be here when your chains rusted and your saddle’s rotted.
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>Beautiful.
>nice little story. like it
>Everything should be in use – that’s the rule of this pragmatic world! 🙂
>Your narration reminds me of the poem, “Ozymandais”… Ozymandias I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown And wrinkled hp and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read, Which yet survive stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; .And on the pedestal these words appear: ‘My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my works. Ye Mighty, and despair!’ Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away. PS. Enjoy your trip. Taking the bike?? Have a great holiday!!