The endless dunes

"Steady!"

The old captain of the Sky Serpent roared above the howling wind.

Hex operated the lever with all his might. The storm threatened to throw them to the ground. Hex heard the other members of the crew groan. 

Sensing the strain on his freshly healed muscles, he cursed. He just finished recuperating and hoped to enjoy the new landscape before him.

But no, the moment he stepped on the top deck, the weather turned. The gentle breeze turned into a turbulent storm. It wasn't just a storm. It was a sandstorm. The onslaught of fine particles in the air made things harder.

The sand decreased visibility and increased the difficulty of breathing. Already a few people had passed out. He took over to lessen their burden. But it didn't help a lot. They struggled.