Unwelcoming Desert

The sun.

A bright ball of what one could only assume was hotness.

One couldn't look at it straight in the eye.

Not that it had any eyes. Though then again, perhaps its brilliance hid its more peculiar features.

It was difficult to determine what couldn't be seen. It made one's mind wander.

Maybe the sun was bright out of shame? It hid itself behind its light. Or maybe, that was just a result of a world at war in the sky. Yes, a war filled with brilliant explosions that illuminated the world of those underneath. And what if… No, that was quite silly.

Perhaps, it was just the heat that made one's mind wander.

The wind blew coolly at times and that served as a brief respite but it was also rather abrasive. It was hard to enjoy.

The sand shifted with the wind. Again.