Chapter 50: An Egg?

A bed of chilling water and sand that had made a gravestone for their feet had been the conditions of their night in the dessert. A most unusual and tiring night it was and even now as the dawn was about to crack they were still struggling to find relief.

There tents had completely been toppled as the water took away the mud in which they had been standing tall, the birds had been equally tensed and once they saw their owners return hey had given out  aloud screech and ran towards them trying to seek some empathy and refuge. 

In that moment Aksel had felt really miserable for them to be unable to speak their pain.

"Look over there!" Yve wearily shouted as the rain that pelted over them made it difficult to see through it. Rubbing at their eyes for a few seconds it finally became clear what she was seeing as some structured houses came into view to them.