Nilor

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away"

Ozymandias

Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1792 - 1822

For anyone who knew Randelle, that was my wife.
I regret to inform you that she passed away on January 16, 2016.
She did not play for long. She was just starting to get the hang of things. She mainly created her account to help me out.