Chapter 563 - City in Sands

The sound of trotting echoed soundlessly in the desert. One large paw after another, leaving the trails of wide opened palms that belonged to a creature of the mud and shallow waters in a place that had not seen neither in more than eons. The prints darkened the pale crust of sun-baked sand, each impression filling a moment with the memory of vanished rivers before the heat erased even that. The Undead salamander's weight pressed a rhythm into the dunes that swelled and sank like breath, a slow inhale, a slower exhale, the roll of the beast steady in a world where everything else shimmered and lied. The air itself wavered. The horizon bent into the shape of water and broke into dust again.