Night.

The moonlight flowed down, condensing a layer of white frost on the dunes.

The camels had already fallen asleep in the leeward after a day's drive, and the people who had bumped the road had fallen asleep in twos and threes, occasionally hearing the snoring of others.

The orange flames rose, and the figure sitting by the campfire wrapped in a blanket was stretched by the light and the shadow was stretched long, showing an out-of-place loneliness.

From time to time, the burning wood makes a low popping sound, which is caused by the expansion of the air inside the wood after being roasted by the fire for too long.

It sounded like the only sound in the desert.

I don't know if it's because of the other day......

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