It was never hot.
The terrain became harder to walk on. Innumerable sand dunes.
I had lost track of time.
I had more and more trouble, but never wavering when I could see or hear her.
After a while, I asked her to keep a cadence.. a marching song.
It let her get me more focus while I was walking the shifting sands.
She seemed to like the song she hummed and sang.
Recalling that it was a kid's song.
I did not know any of the words, but her singing kept me going.