The Desert

Miles past the marshlands, is a desert. Miles and miles of sand, dried and thorny shrubs, with no water and hardly any prey. One could get lost and perish if they do not have the ability to survive and thrive in harsh climates. Most everything here looks the same, no matter how much farther into this desert you travel. The heat is a dangerous thing, making the sun most all's worst enemy here in this harsh place. There are few creatures out during the peak of the day, but come nightfall and the first light of the day, lizards, snakes, scorpions, and roadrunners will come out from their hidden shelters in search for water and food. The thorny shrubs, though as uncomfortable as they might seem, are the most comfortable shelter one can find here, unless one happens upon one of the rare rock formations, and perhaps the one cave that can be found here in the desert... But somwhere, hiding deceivingly at the bottom of the many sand hills, is a river. The source of it is a wonder to those unfamiliar to this place, but the natices know what provides for them the wondrous and precious gift of water. It will definitely take cunning, strength and the will to survive. But those who do are most certainly able to survive most anything.

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