The Season's Myth

The Saharan expanse hisss secrets in the winter shadow. The sun, a distant memory, casts long lines across the dunes, painting them in hues of ochre. Beneath this desolate sky, a curious phenomenon unfolds. A mirage, born from the heat that lingers even in winter's grip. It entices with visions of w
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