Cowmpanion
In a desert region.
It was about to be night once again for Ralph. He had been wandering around the desert region for two days and had spent one whole night and almost two days here.
Ralph's clothes were in tatters and he appeared to be in a sorry state. His demeanor, however, made him appear anything but sorry. He had a calm and serious look on his face as he gazed at the sky above him.
It was about to rain.
It wasn't something as simple as a normal rain, that was obvious. Ralph wouldn't have such a serious look on his face if it were for that.
Yesterday night, it was some sort of mucus that rained down. The mucus, as soon as it touched the ground, melted the sand. Ralph didn't know about it but being on guard constantly, he managed to create a barrier around him to protect himself.