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"Desert Journey" by cureleantwilight
A lone white Zafara stood strong against the harsh winds of the Lost Desert. He clung hard to his ruby red cloak, hastily trying to shield gusts of sand from his eyes. Although the scorching sun blinded his vision, he could just make out the rising peak of a mountain some miles ahead. I will reach that mountain. The Zafara, Noel Preston, was well aware of a lost treasure...

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