The ruby sunset pours over the desert turning it into gold.The lines of its dunes extend monotonously.
The camel walks slowly with silent steps. Its trail get erased by the Nile wind.
-My dear Achare, such a long way it has been, but we are close. I can feel it in this wind.
And a golden silhouette more bright that the desert is starting to slowly raise on the horizon. Soon its whole shape will stand above the sands of the Nile.
The sun is setting and both are watching it silently while the sand dunes turn into a gray sea. Soon, very soon they will reach the pyramid but first they must find a place to rest for the night. Before the sunrise they will set again and soon they will see the the glimmering Nile and the haotic boats roaming on it.
Meanwhile a small oasis reveals itself in the distance. They rush to reach it before the sun’s last rays rays die out.
Closing in, they spot the silhouette of someone washing their face in the water. A tired camel stands beside, eating the frail weeds.
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