Someone Else's Kingdom, BOOK II - Scene XCVI
A huge wave from the coast washed over the Upper Desert. It wasn't the first, and this time it sent Liofia, Goola, Julen, and the countless others that were fleeing, aiming for higher land. Though with the flat, undulating landscape it little mattered: the entire desert now looking like a long damp beach. Where pools of sticky sand intermingled imperceptibly with firmer ground and deeper trenches. In the lawless rush occasional skirmishes broke out, but with nature to contend with little worry was given to the threat of men. Either the now-absent forces that guarded the desert, or the hoards that overran it. A dour-looking man lunged at Liofia, in the wild hope that he could steal anything that might be nestled on her person. Her loose cloak and rotund figure promising something worth looting beneath the quilted attire. In a dash Julen pounced, and ran through the stray with his sword. Thinking little about the quick death he'd doled out, as they headed ever on towards what the...