Vigésimo Concurso de Escritura y Pintura! / Twenty writing and painting contest / #World of Xpilar / El desierto de la Tormenta ( The Desert of the Storm)
Hola a todos!. En primer lugar quiero dar las gracias a @franyeligonzalez por crear tan genial concurso y agradecer a @xpilar y a todos por seguir apoyando con sus trabajos a la comunidad Comunidad de WORLDOFXPILAR. Me alegra mucho que ya este concurso va por su edición número 10. Aquí les dejo el en lace para que se animen a participar: Enlace
Hello everyone!. First of all I want to thank @franyeligonzalez for creating such a great contest and thank @xpilar and everyone for continuing to support the [WORLDOFXPILAR] community with their work. I am very happy that this contest is now in its 10th edition. Here is the link to encourage you to participate: [Link]
El desierto de la Tormenta/ The Desert of the Storm
I find myself in the middle of the desert trying to locate the camp, somewhat tired and disoriented by the heat, the sun burns my cheeks and every minute that passes seems like an eternity. I feel like I've been walking for hours. In the distance behind me I see a sandstorm slowly approaching. I try to hurry but with each step my feet stay stagnant as if the sand were mud.
I hear someone shouting my name, I raise my face and I don't see anyone, I'm already beginning to think that the sun is driving me crazy. I collapsed from exhaustion and fell into the sand. I meet Aryan, or rather he finds me and gives me a drink of water and puts an old wet cloth on my forehead. Aryan is an old friend of an African tribe where I stayed a few days on my first trip, or rather an adventure that I made in the search without any success for the Cave of the Wolf. Legend has it that this cave is considered a mystery because few have come to find it, they say that it is full of treasures and precious stones. I am not the only one there in search of the cave.
For a few days a strong armed group arrived that Aryan and I have been trying to get rid of these murderers who prevent their tribe from accessing the only water hole in kilometers. Suddenly the sandstorm hits us and we are pushed like leaves down the vast dunes. Almost without being able to see anything we run towards what appears to be a cave. I don't know when it happened but once inside the cave I completely fainted. When I wake up and manage to recover, I get up and when I try to reach the exit I hear some shots coming from outside. Suddenly I meet a stranger with a threatening countenance. Beside him is my friend Aryan tied hand and foot and watched by a soldier. The stranger stares at me and says something strange in English and says "Thank you, stranger. Now the Cave is mine" and takes out his gun and points it at my head. That's when I wake up from my bed alarmed screaming and I realize that it was all a terrible nightmare.
Saludos amigo @joanm897
Interesante historia, me gusta.
Que bueno! amigo @adeljose. Muchas gracias por tu apoyo!
Hola querido amigo, gracias por participar, excelente entrada!! Saludos y muchos éxitos!! :)
Muchas gracias!!! por el apoyo amiga :D
Muy buena narración con un final inesperado, te felicito, saludos
Muchas gracias! por el apoyo @sir-lionel Saludos