Overtaken

The desert night painted the sky with a million pinpricks of light, a stark contrast to the harsh glare of the daytime sun. Clad in his newly robe, Noah settled for the night under the watchful gaze of the stars. The oasis, once a refuge, now felt like a launchpad, a place where he'd not just healed, but evolved.

The previous night spent shivering and exposed felt like a lifetime ago. Here, nestled amidst the rustling leaves and the gentle murmur of the oasis, a genuine peace settled over him.

As the cool desert air settled, Noah closed his eyes. He dreamt of lush forests and towering mountains, landscapes beyond this unforgiving wasteland.

Sleep came easy, a deep and restful slumber that left him feeling energized and alert when he finally awoke. The oasis, bathed in the soft glow of morning light, held a newfound beauty in his eyes.