Cuilpantiel looked around her. No one was noticing her. Good, she thought. I don't feel like talking right now. They had a long way ahead of them, but she was glad for something to do.
Cuilpantiel has gone 49 miles since 1/4/10.
The Road goes ever on and on/ Down from the door where it began/ Now far ahead the road has gone/ And I must follow, if I can/ Pursuing it with eager feet/ Until it joins some larger way/ Where many paths and errands meet/ And whither then? I cannot say.
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