My Land My Rules!
A moderate incline runs towards the foot of Maybury Hill, and down this we clattered. Once the lightning had begun.
Rise of a Tyrant – 20 July
I shouted above the sudden noise. She looked away from me downhill. The people were coming out of their houses, astonished.
She Takes the Road Never Travelled
When the amphitheater had cleared I crept stealthily to the top and as the great excavation lay far from the plaza.
