Sweet fruits, cool water, loving hands. Anything that could possibly be desired could be found in this oasis of his own making.
But all he did these days was stand in his palace balcony and stare out towards the scorching, killing dunes. The one thing left for him to want.
50-word-story by Lisa Falzon
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