The howling wind caressed the curtains, bringing with it the hot breath of the wastelands along with the scent of dried grass and desiccation. Despite the heat, the swift movement of the air still provided a refreshing coolness to the body.
Once again on the high-speed train to another district, Hexia looked out of the window at the landscape. The desolate earth reflected the white light of the scorching sun, with gray Gobi and rubble stretching off into the distance. Only at the horizon could she make out the faint outline of tall mountains, stacking up like giant steps upon the land.
Every time she traveled afar, she was awed by the majestic scenes of this planet. The girl couldn't help but shake her head, reflecting that Payin City was ultimately just a small place.
