This The desert
hadn't felt the crunch of footsteps in a long time
. Especially , especially not ones as little as these.
Every time As the liquid dripped, it left a redness that stained the
normally tawny-white landscape
, the liquid and was sucked greedilygreedily sucked into the ground. Every few yards, the old footprints
started to blow blew away, taken by
the winds
which make that made the white cloth billow around the figure so vigorously. The heat
is was so unbearable
, for that any animal with a right mind was deep underground hours ago. The figure, though...something different is to be said of her.