And then I just raced forward, hoping to meet somebody, anybody, in this enormous desert.
After a couple of dunes, I saw a caravan. I was so excited my Mission, that I addressed the camel at first!
Its rider rubbed his temples, bending towards my face, and said one single phrase: ‘Wow, what a mirage… a talking lizard?!’ – he took a deep sip from his flask, and the caravan proceeded.