Fantastical shapes kept looming out of this dusty mist. Landmarks were gone and only a vague feeling of wavering and loneliness remained in this dreamland. I felt foreign to this anachronistic situation. That sand, creeping in all possible places and gaps,...
Fantastical shapes kept looming out of this dusty mist. Landmarks were gone and only a vague feeling of wavering and loneliness remained in this dreamland. I felt foreign to this anachronistic...
