In the end they spent the rest of the afternoon making their way through the forest. The whole journey went smoothly than expected, there was no obstruction or unexpected events that kept them busy. At last they got to the other end of the forest. Walking out from the trees, they could finally see the sky that was embellished with little dots. Away from the clouded skies, they were once again embraced into the cold arms of the night, as well as standing at a close range to the desert that was spoken off.
The winds around the area seemed especially strong, not enough to be called a tempest but the rising dust showed for the pressure the winds carried as they blew past. Perhaps a mere attribute of the night or the anomaly they had been warned off.
"the winds isn't as hard as she said it would be"
An exaggeration.
