Solare

The sands shifted slowly underneath his feet as he continued to trudge on through the endless desert. Night had fallen hours ago and the temperature had dropped to well below freezing, yet he continued his solitary march. Alone. There were no signs of human life, or any kind of life for that matter, in this infinite wasteland. The wind blustered through his sand colored cloak and he had to hold on tightly to it to keep it from blowing away all together. He paused for a minute. Raising his arm over his eyes to protect them from the sand, he glanced up, squinting against the wind. The sand stretched out before him like a never-ending sea. He sighed and lowered his arm and eyes back to the ground. He started walking again.