Sunday, September 13, 2015

100 Words a Day 693

Kaz and Hazaf crawled up the shifting dune, ignoring the sand seeping into their clothing. By the time they reached the top, the whole fronts of their bodies were stinging from the hot particles. When they reached the top, Kaz pulled her battered binoculars from their case on her belt. Putting them to her eyes, she was able to see the defenses of the camp below. The wall around it was festooned with spikes, likely poisoned, just like a stinghog. Behind the wall was a large tower with four men standing atop it. One had a rifle with a scope.

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