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Scene: Enkara Is lying on the ground looking peaceful in her new shape with the back drop of the Sahara desert . In the distance a convoy is heading towards her at a slow pace, as you see through the ripples of the heat in the distance you begin to make out the convoy and the personage aboard . Two wagons, adults and children making there way through the desert and on to their destinations to trade with the local villages, that left major cities and towns to escape the harsh taxes and new governments, in nearby countries. Majeed: (raises his hand to point at an object in the distance) Look something is out there. Amjad: couldn’t be how would anyone be here, there’s no tracks or signs of a way for a nomad village to set up camp around here. Majeed: I’m sure of it, it’s a person. The person or object did not seem that far away to be investigated so Majeed: unteathered the Moore horse and rode up to take a look, to his surprise it was, a person. A young women wearing an odd white dress and seemingly asleep as if at home in her bedroom.

Majeed: got off his horse saying hello in the only language he knew and the women began to awake, slowly opening her eyes to expose lovely soft and bright gray eyes of a utmost intense glow about them like once they were filled with the stars. Enkara looked around her, not fully knowing what to take of it all, and looked at the man as if he was common place and not a stranger at all. Also that moments ago she was all alone in the desert brought here by an unknown force of nature

As everything came to focus in her mind she tested her self to see if she was still able, happy to find that she still was and greeted the man by replying what he had just said Enkara: hello. (also saying with the same hushed awakening voice) where am I. the man inched closer to get a better look of her condition surprised to see she seemed quite ok no tanned skin from the sun or hurt in anyway that he could see she did not even have chapped lips or appeared dehydrated . Amazingly she was perfectly fine to his note this was the third white man or women he had seen in his entire life and tilted his head in observation. Most beautiful too, he thought, erasing the grin from his face as he saw her look back at him. He stood up taking her hand with him bringing her to her feet, as she started to stand she felt a rush and lost her footing as he caught her he heaved her up into his arms and made a clicking sound to alert the horse to follow him and the new troop made their trek back to the convoy.