I Need A Camel For This Shit

It is a mild spring morning with the chill of the night just beginning to lift when Enki sets his paws on top of the first sand dune. The desert seems endless with its rolling waves of golden sands and the only signs of life he can spy up here is a dried-up clump of cactus not too far off. Even though the chill of the night is just beginning to lift, the heat of the day can already be found out here. A breeze weaves its across the dunes, sending some of the fine golden granules tumbling down the sides as it passes.

Taking a deep breath, Enki strikes out to cross the desert, his back laden with supplies to help aid in this endeavor. Exploring has always been something he enjoyed and, since Insomnia borders the desert, the pale pink man believes it is wise to get a lay of the land just in case anyone may need to traverse this place. A dried sprig of grass crunches underneath his paws as he goes.


"Enki Klein"