Nightmares of Dust Devils

The desert scorched under the relentless blaze. The air shimmered around the wandering sands, a canvas for the twirling dance of dust devils. They spun like phantoms, grasping for the sky with limbs of grit. In the shadows, these visions took on a form all their own, whispering secrets in a language only the lonely desert could understand. Some sa

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