00:02 <UmbralRaptop> "We had left the fertile country behind and beneath us. We looked back on it now, the slanting rays of a low sun turning the streams to threads of gold and glowing on the red earth new turned by the plough and the broad tangle of the woodlands. The road in front of us grew bleaker and wilder over huge russet and olive slopes, sprinkled with giant boulders. Now and then we passed a moorland cottage, walled and roofed with stone, with no creeper

00:02 <UmbralRaptop> … you're in southeast England, outside of Landon. This isn't Mordor

00:05 <UmbralRaptop> *London