Sand! Fine, powdery, grainy, coarse, shifting sand
as far as the eye could see. At first
glance the line after line of undulating dunes repeated into the distance with
mind numbing monotony. Slowly, as he
scanned the area in front of him the various textures and hues appeared in the
dip and rise of the landscape. Here a
spot of dull yellow-green, there a rough patch of exposed rock.
He
unstopped his water bag and took a drink.
He knew his journey back to sanity would be difficult, but he had not
envisioned having to cross such a barren wasteland.
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