backdated - 7th of october
![[Image: DESERT.png]](https://i.postimg.cc/RhJPzV2N/DESERT.png)
for the first leg of their journey, she is numb. nearing sleep. the way she sways from the jaw is lulling.
second leg, and she begins to notice the chafe of teeth. her captor has her facing him - the march of forelimbs and heave of chest is nauseating.
but she knows that they are leaving.
comfort of the sands. affection of the sun.
she does not know that she is in thrall twice.
![[Image: ENDLESS-PLAINS.png]](https://i.postimg.cc/mZjhKPfq/ENDLESS-PLAINS.png)
quiet. still. a perfect passenger.
awaiting her moment. biding her time.
and it arrives, when, ten paces into the plains, the animal drops her.
she makes a run for it!
crossing two impressive paces before falling, landing chin-first into the dust.
and still she tries to drag herself to the sands, hooting softly.
![[Image: PIXEL-PLOP.png]](https://i.postimg.cc/6QL1WkkW/PIXEL-PLOP.png){kind=tracking}