1.0Blog - Audi Safarishttps://audisafaris.com/blogrich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="asabSPEnze"><a href="https://audisafaris.com/blog/african-tale-chapter-10/">An African Tale chapter 10</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://audisafaris.com/blog/african-tale-chapter-10/embed/#?secret=asabSPEnze" width="600" height="338" title="“An African Tale chapter 10” — Blog - Audi Safaris" data-secret="asabSPEnze" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script> /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://audisafaris.com/blog/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js </script> Lesedi awoke. He was lying on his back looking up into the branches of an acacia tree. Vaguely wondering what the tree was doing in his hut, he sat up and looked around. Then the memories of the night before came flooding back. He wasn’t in his hut, he was in the cart. Everything looked... View Article