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Summer’s Endless Sun

In The Sahara (Seasons 2)

By Hansel Golden-AdahPublished about a year ago 2 min read
Summer’s Endless Sun
Photo by Nicolas Jehly on Unsplash

The sun blazed unrelentingly over the Sahara, its golden light transforming the desert into an almost otherworldly landscape. Dunes rose like vast ocean waves, their smooth, sweeping curves catching the sun’s rays and throwing them back into the cloudless sky. Summer in the Sahara was a test of endurance, where the heat seemed to shimmer and dance on the horizon, and the wind carried nothing but dust and memories.

Farid had lived in this desert all his life. He belonged to the Tuareg people, the blue men of the Sahara, named for the indigo robes and turbans they wore to shield themselves from the searing heat. The desert was his home, and the summer, though harsh, was part of its rhythm. Today, he and his camel caravan were crossing the dunes, making their way to a distant oasis where they would restock their water and supplies.

The heat was intense, even by desert standards. The midday sun was a harsh ruler, demanding respect. Farid’s eyes, narrowed against the glare, scanned the horizon. There was nothing but endless sand and sky, a vast expanse that stretched as far as the eye could see. Yet, there was a beauty here, too. The desert had a way of stripping away everything unnecessary, leaving only the essentials: water, food, shelter, and the will to keep moving.

As the sun began its slow descent, the colors of the desert changed. The dunes turned from gold to pink, then purple, as the sky deepened into twilight. The heat, while still present, began to dissipate, and a cool breeze whispered through the camp as Farid and his companions set up for the night.

In the distance, the stars began to appear, more brilliant than anywhere else in the world. The summer sky in the Sahara was a tapestry of light, with the Milky Way stretching across it like a ribbon of silver. Farid, sitting by the fire, felt a deep connection to this place. The desert was his teacher, his guide. It had shown him that life, like the desert, could be harsh, but it was also filled with beauty for those who had the eyes to see it.

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