The weather in the desert was unpredictable with natural disasters like sand storms and quicksand occurring here and there. The clouds looked stiff and stagnant, masking the sun but not so much that its heat couldn't be felt.
Leonardo had been trekking for hours desperately chasing after the faint wisps of Laura's presence that hung in the desert air.
He could feel it, she was close, but somehow no matter how far he went she always seemed to be just that—close. The distance between them seemed to grow further apart as he followed his instincts through the sand.
He had yet to encounter any form of sentient life in this desert which wasn't odd as nothing could retain its sanity long enough here.
The sand dragged on his feet, heating his soles as he pressed forward, yet there was a cold
