Thursday, August 1, 2013

WSWM13: A01

I woke up on a deserted... well, a deserted desert. Why does everybody else get a bloody island? No, I get a friggen desert. It's filled with sand, cacti, sand, little scrubby bushes, and more sand. And those little scrubby bushes just wither and crumple to dust if you so much as touch them.

I picked a direction and started walking. What else would you expect me to do? Can't exactly build a sandcastle without any water.

I brushed a cactus absently, and it was like my whole body flinched in pain, but no prickles came off. Kicking it in frustration a few times didn't hurt, strangely enough, just knocked it over. I managed to pick up the pieces and kept walking.

Night started to fall, and I considered stopping for a break, but the desert around me started coming alive. Hey, you'd be scared too!

With nothing else to build with, I surrounded myself with the cactus pieces, and tried not to move too much while I waited for sun and safety to return.

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