Alandler.
Scattered estates and villages are spread along the oasis.
Shepherds drive their flocks over the small hills.
The azure sky is cloudless.
Such a scene of peace and tranquility.
Old Hassan squats in the mountain hollow, with a camel grazing beside him, and a trickling stream flowing through the gorge below. The stream is crystal clear. Scooping a handful, drinking it on such a hot day, is simply a supreme enjoyment.
As the Water Protector, he is responsible for guarding this stream, preventing it from being used by those foolish shepherds to drive their flocks here to drink.
After all, it's a drinking water channel!
Since the tribe migrated here, the lives of the tribespeople have become much more prosperous.
At least they can fill their bellies now.
As long as they work, they can fill their stomachs and even save some money to buy wine.
Each year, not many tribespeople die in vain because of fighting over water sources and grasslands.
