Creative Corner

Old man Rumish lay in bed, waiting for sleep that never came, the usual susurration and hum of the city the main bother. He decided to get up early as he had a long journey ahead. It was just before dawn when he left the city behind. There was the glimmer of daylight in the cloudless Eastern sky, heralding the hot desert sun. He had saddled his horse and rode off to the south into the undulating dunes and the dry sands. He carried a few supplies; a small bag of dates for himself, a small bag of oats for […]