They whistle down the desert road at steady speed, staring forward, their faces locked on the horizon. With their bodies side by side, he turns to look at her, and gently moves his hand as she notices him looking. He grabs hers, slipping his fingers into hers, locking her hand firmly into his. The desert around them is full of ancient memory; as they wiz through the past, present and future across the blazing land, both knowing where they are heading.
Posted on: Wed, 03 Jul 2013 05:15:23 +0000
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