eisley

You know those dirt roads I told you about? Well, the only person with whom I've driven them is my dad. It's kind of his territory, out there with nothing to see for miles but farmland. I guess you could say he introduced me to those roads.
And he introduced me to Eisley. Eisley Cemetary. Eisley's located a good two miles from any paved roads, and it probably doesn't have any more than, say, fifty gravestones.
"That's Eisley Cemetary," Dad once told me as we were driving by.
I imagine I looked at him with interest.
"There used to be a huge city here, big as New York."
"What happened to it?"
"It died out. All that's left is that cemetary."
I smiled.
My dad knows everything.