MrMopp
Two Thousand Club
(Here it is,
Fangs9090
! Is this enough to work with?)
It was nighttime out in the dessert. The moon shown bright across the billows of the vast sandy ocean, and all was still save the swaying of dessert grasses in the cool wind and the occasional splash of a mouse jumping across the dunes.
Two giants surveyed the scene. A pair of mesas that stood against the stars, sort of marking the edge of the sand-sea where cliffs and stone began. There was a town in there somewhere, most of it nestled in the the narrow canyon between the two massive rocks where it would be sheltered from sandstorms and the sun by day. But a few lights- watch posts and such- twinkled along the mouth, acting as a beacon for any late night wayfarers out on the dunes.
It was nighttime out in the dessert. The moon shown bright across the billows of the vast sandy ocean, and all was still save the swaying of dessert grasses in the cool wind and the occasional splash of a mouse jumping across the dunes.
Two giants surveyed the scene. A pair of mesas that stood against the stars, sort of marking the edge of the sand-sea where cliffs and stone began. There was a town in there somewhere, most of it nestled in the the narrow canyon between the two massive rocks where it would be sheltered from sandstorms and the sun by day. But a few lights- watch posts and such- twinkled along the mouth, acting as a beacon for any late night wayfarers out on the dunes.