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This desert is as quiet and desolate as ever. The magic train speeding in the distance breaks the tranquility of this desert. The train was driving rapidly through the desert, carrying sand grains. The yellow sand was rolling around. Day after day, the wind took away the sand dunes and reshaped them into new hills in another place. The scorching temperature and the scorching sun licked the land mercilessly with the high temperature. Outside the train, a suffocating heat wave swept across the crude platform. Look like on the left... The tracks go off into the distance, and then there's just the desert. At the platform observation station, an old railwayman wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket was sitting on a stone chair, staring blankly at the endless desert in front of him. The roaring whistle and the rolling wheels carried the magic train towards their next stop... [Wind Blowing Sand]