Early morning. Around 8 AM. The morning rays were starting to get warm. Yet last night's cold was still making its presence known.
An endless expanse of barren land in all directions. With no sight of any natural or manmade place of shade in sight. The dry winds blew freely over the land, humming an abstract sound in the ears of those watching the scene.
There was only one giant plateau in the middle of the near-endless barrenness that seemed to stand out. It stood at a height of 2600 meters above the ground. This almost square-shaped plateau was around three kilometers in length. It featured a giant flat-mountain top that also had nothing growing on it.
They had come to this desert land for a reason only they knew. These winds, the lack of presence of any living being, as well as the natural elements of the landscape told the story of the land better than the visual nothingness.
