The Empty Lands
Right now there is a huge thunder head rolling slowly across the once
vivide blue expanse of open sky casting an ugly shadow across the vast
shara of sand.
Slowly she put one foot down from the rocky mountain side on which you
stand into the sand and hesitate there before going on your head bent
low to keep the stinging needles of sand from damaging your face.
Then suddenly just as you start to climbe the length of the second
wave of sand a ear shattering scream breaks the sileance from all
around you.
You turn around and around in surprise looknig for the source of the
scream but can see nothing and no one but the clouds, the ugly redish
sickly yellow glow that has settled across the land. But see nothing.
Another scream...
And then far out across the sound you see something that moves faster
then one would have though possible across the sand towards you...
You stand on the edge of the barren expanse of nothingness. It is
totaly empty and there is nothing there nothing but empty blowing sand
that shifts endlessly day after day year after year never really
changing. Just the shifting slow rolling of the sand hills and the
changes of the sky.
