Humming Dunes |
1. Mental Traveller
2. Echoes
-The Kickdrums
"Course rice to eat, water to drink, my bended arm for a pillow- therein lies happiness."
-Confucius
Astira |
I. Gobi Desert
Astira & company fake their demise & escape from the Crescent Lake, but are now stranded in the desert world of Gobi. The Mule departs, unaware of Astira's tracking device. The Second Foundation on the ruins of Trantor remain clueless.
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Astira opened her tired eyes. The emperor sun bled to rust, eclipsed halfway by humming dunes & undulating waves of heat, resonant with swirling dust. Her clothes stuck uncomfortably on her skin & sweat. A few emboldened stars fought what remained of the retreating light.
"About six weeks- that's how long our supplies last. Then we die."
Jamu smiled grimly. He reached into his backpack.
"Here you go beautiful- catch!"
He tossed a water bottle to Astira. She grabbed it in the air with both hands.
"From the Crescent Lake- a vintage year!"
Jamu smirked. Astira drank greedily. One bottle equal her daily ration. She would drink half now, half later.
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