Burning...
I was so hot...
The sun was burning a permanent halo into my hair. It wasn't just one sun either, the second had risen in time to catch my back and it felt like he was pushing me forward toward the endless horizon of sand.
Each step I took seemed to sink me lower and lower into the burning sand. Each grain stung like a tiny needle burning into ( Read more... )
The sun was burning a permanent halo into my hair. It wasn't just one sun either, the second had risen in time to catch my back and it felt like he was pushing me forward toward the endless horizon of sand.
Each step I took seemed to sink me lower and lower into the burning sand. Each grain stung like a tiny needle burning into ( Read more... )
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"Warning: The desert never ends. Sorry." I'd love to see a sign like that.
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