Terrapedes (1)

Erik burst forth from the shaded confines of the tree, his boots sinking into the pale sands of the White Desert as he ran.

The green giant receded into the distance behind him, its verdant canopy fading from view as Erik traversed deeper into the barren wasteland. But it took a while before it stopped appearing on the horizon.

As Erik went far, the sun beat down, bleaching the landscape in blinding white light. Sparse tufts of brittle grass crunched underfoot as Erik maintained his tireless pace across the endless sea of sand. The dunes rose and fell in wind-sculpted waves, broken only by jutting rocks that cast small shadows here and there.

Erik had been running for the better part of half an hour when the first beads of sweat materialized on his brow.

Pausing in the shade of a large boulder, Erik caught his breath and wiped the sweat from his eyes. The heat shimmered in wavy lines on the horizon ahead.