The sweat evaporated before it even had time to soak the sand.
He pursed his lips, which were dry to the point of cracking. The pain instantly returned to his brain, and he was shaken by a sudden wave of dizziness.
I no longer feel hungry, but every time I want to make a sound, the vibration of my vocal cords makes my throat feel as uncomfortable as being scratched with a knife.
He turned his neck mechanically and looked back. In fact, I didn't see anything, my vision was blurry.
I don't know how much time passed, but the food and water were gone.
He no longer had the energy to think about the unreasonableness here, and only his instinctive consciousness supported him to move forward.
One step, one step...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
