A man - young,<br />
still more tender than iron with age - skulked through the ancient<br />
city ruins, cutting from shadow to shadow. He hid from the angry,<br />
glaring sun when he was able, but had difficulty finding shadows<br />
large enough still to cover him. With the sun directly overhead, only<br />
a few scant north-side shadows remained into which to escape, and<br />
even in those the stone still baked beneath his feet. Had he been<br />
wiser, the young man would have already found a place to stop, some<br />
roof to see him t