The Day's Journey
Oct 15, 2016
Morning.
There was a wind. Scythian had to stop the sand getting past her eye mask. Even the slightest bit could get irritating.
Afternoon.
Too hot to walk. Scythian camped under the shadow of a mushroom shaped rock thing, and drank some water.
Night.
It was supposed to be getting colder, but the New Desert, due to its origins was still warm. Scythian took out a sleeping bag and snuggled deep into it.
She slept, while the howls of the Prowlers were a harsh lullaby that sounded through the night.
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