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It was almost dark. The last beams of light flickered over the sandy streets, lighting the way for the people bustling to and fro. A hot breeze blew, upsetting the sand and throwing it into the air in small clouds. Monkeys ran about, chattering to themselves, and stealing bits of food. Camels and elephants were scarce at this time of day, but still you could see them, tired and dusty, trotting through the streets with red velvet saddles and gold tassels, as Traders and the occasional King’s Man rode through the outskirts of the City. During the day it was swelteringly hot, and the ground was dried and cracked; any drop of water spilled would simply evaporate on the spot. The hot sun would glare down at them, and the sky was free of clouds. At night it would cool down, and Fable enjoyed that.
I’ll take any suggestions/advice!
Thanks!