river of sand

as the yellow specs swirl the open area as the blazing heat iratiaded from the ground making the sand yellow with heat and anguish, the small insects and lizards that live out here scurry from the ravaneous predators that live in the kind of heat are basking in the heat that is hot enough to melt the skin off snake, as the fire rained down from the sun and the specs of yellow dust swirled around there is a tiny bloch of color from what looks to be an oasis but to only be a trick played by this evil land the land where the only river to be found is a river of sand.

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