Morning and so far away from any visible life, thee heat scorches my skin which trns crisp and dry rapidly, as i advance, the sand begins to change color, i'm aproaching the heart of the desert, the harsh mountains become visible in the distance, still shaky from the rising boiling hot air, the shades behind each dune reveal a bright pink and purple shade flickering across the otherwise white sand, the sun drowning out any and all color and tiring my eyes. Today will be hard, no doubt. and The Graveyard is still so far away.