FANTASIES OF DUST DEVILS

Fantasies of Dust Devils

The desert scorched under the relentless heat. The air shimmered near the rolling sands, a canvas for the gusting dance of dust devils. Each one spun like spirits, reaching at the sky with limbs of grit. In the twilight, these visions took on a life all their own, hissing secrets in a dialect only the desolate desert could understand. Some said th

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