Travels with Chariot. - Day 2

My Muse sent me a gift today - a chariot, which I was told is to be used as I ride off into the desert. After receiving this gift, I immediately set forth into the desert, and neither did I look back once. With the haste and fury of the beasts that were pulling my sleigh, I landed myself among the wind-wrapped mountains outside of Surprise, Arizona.

The land is desolate, yet surprisingly I receive an excellent cell phone signal out here. I plowed through miles of asphalt and heat. It has warped my mind ever so slightly. Then, when I reached the point of no return, I turned my chariot around to drive back to the place where I should take up slumber for the evening. Alas, there was no surprise for me outside of Surprise. I did not find my Muse. But I'm learning more about the ways of the desert.

Signs posted along the road read, "Watch for Animals!" At first, I asked myself of what great numbers these beasts must hold sway over this land. Yet I did not find a single animal. But then I learned of something far more sinister. Twas not a warning to me that my chariot should drive slow, but instead it was a warning for the animals... "[We] Watch for Animals!" the sign should have read. Something nefarious must be afoot here. Something the likes of which must be an ill-tempered beast that takes pleasure in consuming the raw flesh of animals. The little gravestones along the road were an indicator of the numbers of animals who have died at the hands of this heinous creature. And the barbed-wired fences serve more as a spider-web for catching and holding them until the beast arrives to consume its meal.

The land grows scary with nightfall. Tomorrow, I shall learn more of the beast's wicked ways as I travel to the the greatest gorge on this side of the world. I am starting to believe the folklore that the beast created the gorge.

Also this evening, I received a message from She who speaks the language of Meow. Through radiowave interconnectivity, I learned of this message from the Motherly One. The Meowing One hides often and won't come out. It is reported that her daddy is missing...her. It's an omen. I must learn more before I am able to interpret.