It seemed, indeed, impossible to move from the spot where we were.

Every moment presented some new discovery which added to the horror of Magones.
But Almah was weary, for our flight had been long, and she wished to rest.

So I found a place for her where there was some sand between two rocks, and here she lay down and went to sleep.

I sat at a little distance off on a shelf of the rock, with my back against it, and here, after a little time, I also went to sleep.
At length we awoke.

But what a waking! There was no morning dawn, no blessed returning light to greet our eyes.