limestone stairs

The only thing I now remember from last night, which itself has now lost detail, is that I was in an old city, built of limestone like Avignon; it was late in the day, with low, maybe partially-clouded sun, and there were some stairs going down toward the south from a street that was curving but running east-west at that point; there were walls near the stairs but not necessarily of buildings, maybe just retaining walls. I went down the stairs to a landing; that’s all I remember.

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