A quiet shuffle of the sand beneath the feet of of the barbaric looking traveler. The hungering heat of the sun filled days from the wind-torn lands; though the sand became something he was accustomed to for the most part in the year he was departed. But alas he felt obligated to head back to his homelands.
But for now, he remained in a peace of mind; one that allowed nature to bequeath him with some solace for a time allotted.
[Leaving Country - 1 Hour]
But for now, he remained in a peace of mind; one that allowed nature to bequeath him with some solace for a time allotted.
[Leaving Country - 1 Hour]