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The Echoing Sands
The quest to find the answers.
My throat dries, and I come to a halt as my feet falter, my knees give up beneath me, and I fall on the hot sand.
I lay lifelessly on the sand as the scorching sun shone brightly down on me, blinding me.
I try to scream for help, and my throat tightens, but no sound comes out.
I’m sure I’m gonna die like this, laying in the sand with the sun blinding me. My eyes begin to close, but I know I can’t lose hope. I need to survive this.
I hear the whispers of the dead, their voice echoing everywhere. I see them lying lifeless like me. They screamed and cried, but they didn’t give up; they kept trying till they died, and neither can I.
I need to find answers to my questions.
“Daline?!” I hear Jason call my name, and I try with all my strength to call him back, but I can’t.
“Dandaline?!” Jason calls out again. “Daline, you are worrying me!” I haven’t seen him in hours, and I might never again.
I summon all my strength into my voice. I have only one chance to call him back, and I can’t waste it. “Jason!!!!!!!” I cry out as my throat tightens and my eyes start to black out; the last thing I see before I pass out is a worried Jason hovering over…
