an intense wind that heralds our arrival...
and the dreaded sand was blowing through out the day.
the sky dark and cold.
but a fever grips the lad.
do you remember what you told me?
and how that day brought us together.
it doesn't matter anymore.
does it my brother?
one last question remains.
and who knows better than you?
that the answer eludes us both.
please tell me anyway.
sven.
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