In the midst of the desert there was little sign of any life. They watched out from their land cruiser towards the burning sand and gazed upon what could only be described as a holy hell. This was supposed to be a place of great miracles, of beauty and towering glory. However, for now it was simply a burning expanse of open wasteland in the back end of nowhere. The jeep's engine spluttered slightly as they moved off towards the dying sun, they were but a little black shadow against a backdrop of eternity.
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