Settling Sands

The storm abated late into the night. As the sands settled, the grinding roar turned into the hourglass whisper of time passing; as rivulets of ground stone ran down the sides of the needle-like spires.

Clora shook Minerva awake as soon as the winds outside the cave began to drop.

"Hurry! We must leave now, while we can! I will lead you out, but we must go now." She hissed, helping Minerva up. Inside the caravan, Rhian slept on as the stars shone down through the falling dust.

Quickly, quietly, they gathered camp and entered into the unnerving night.