Over the Horizon

By overthehorizon

Dragon's breath

When the north wind blows it travels across the vast Australian deserts, dry and hot like a furnace.

The land waits pensively and it feels as if it might all burst into flames at any moment. Drowsy and hushed with faint breezes; rust red skies eerie and unnerving. Dragon's breath from the deserts.

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