28 Aug 2019
He woke covered in ash and dust, barking heavy coughs. The stillness crept under his scales and he opened watering red eyes to absolute destruction. Buildings were pulverized, the oasis dried up, and everywhere around him were charred, smoking remains. He watched the wind stir ash from the bones and suddenly he was retching, desperate to tear the same ash from his throat.
The desert is a place of harsh realities and hidden wonders.
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