The sun of Arkadia lit up the green cliffs and endless meadows as Al Mills and I set out on our journey toward the northern zone of the planet. Armed with our excavators, we walked among towering trees and hidden paths, filled with the excitement of discovering what the wildlife and archaeological mysteries had in store for us.
I take a lot of photos from landscape. We reach the frozen lands from the north and i see a lot of rare structures there. Each step brought us closer to ancient ruins, remnants of forgotten civilizations that seemed to whisper stories through the wind. Between conversations and laughter, we shared the anticipation of uncovering buried treasures: fragments of artifacts, stone inscriptions, and signs of a past that still pulses beneath the surface.
The fauna accompanied us in silence: curious creatures peeking from the undergrowth, birds tracing circles above our heads, and the distant echo of predators reminding us that Arkadia is a living, untamed world.
Al Mills, said one time: "I prefer to enjoy the wonderful landscapes, sunsets, sea, mountains that we all have under our feets but the most seem to ingnore"
Miss you friend.