She watched the dusty plains....the journey drawing to a close. The destination soared ahead...even from the distance, amidst the hillocks; the silent sentinels stood, as they had for centuries past. The group broke up, wandering around the place. Pieces of history were scattered everywhere, some in ruins while others as sturdy as the day the work was finally completed.
She marvelled at the painstaking effort involved, the sheer mastery commanded, the talent and creativity showcased.
As they clicked pictures which would never do justice; touched the columns in awe, "The legacy of heroes..." transported them to a bygone era of kings and their townships.
(based on Hampi- one of the many architectural marvels of India)