The sun has set but the light keeps reflecting off salt and water and sand and clouds. And the light is slipping away and we’re sinking into the ground, because Wataed is where the desert meets the sea, where Mukhaynig, if you turn your back to Lasloos, spits you out down its dry wadi. And that wadi turns from dry earth to sand and then you’re past the well with its pump and bathtubs left out for the camels, slithering desperately towards the sea. And just as you hit the tarmac and smell the salt of Wataed a massive sand dune larger than a house has drifted over the tarmac, and it’d cost so much to remove they actually built a road around it.
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The other side wow thanks pinaki for such feelings
It really is a magical place. I’ll show it to you one day