.. the weather here is the strangest thing, the heat will consume in the evening with dry air, which causes the throat to stick to itself, and the lips are tanned, demaciado water is never enough, if you run with the luck of finding it, consumed the sun is scorching your cells one by one, the slightest shade is a very generous gift of a rock or bush that you find in the vastness of the sands, the infinite never been so obvious.
meaningless Walking becomes a necessity unless you have resigned to die between the sand and be devour by this, while walking time is eternal but gradually the sun is giving its way to the moon and with it comes the wind and is cold before you, that paradoxical .... while you fly "go" light leaves you, and your gaze is lost in the dunes and the sky, you have more addresses than your poko sane common sense, night falls, you do not know which is worse, if the heat of immeasurable cold evenings you feel at night, you have no reverse gear, no energy to walk, the cold eats your bones, you have no tuck, no shelter and the immensity begins to corrupt your ideas, life is hard here .. .. no food, no water, nothing more than air ....... is a path dificl ... but you only have one option, cross it .... like life itself ... however you are able to enjoy the night view of this, your cage open.
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