Angel of the Oasis.
The people of the plateau tell a story about the old days when they were nomads. Once, the plateau was nothing more than a landmark on their yearly journey; a place of stability in an ocean of shifting sands. The land was high enough to raise their ancestors above the swirling dust and heat so that the gods of the sky could look down upon them. The Lord of the Sky smiled on the nomads and brought rain to the plateau at night.
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© Corene “Nezumi” Werhane
