The group trudged through the dunes of the endless desert, their footsteps muffled by the fine, powdery sand. The sun had set hours ago, leaving the world in a peculiar state of darkness. Though they had braced for the desert's harsh cold, they hadn't anticipated what they saw, or, rather, what they didn't see, then night fell.
"No moon or stars," murmured the red-haired girl, Mei Lin, breaking the silence. She craned her neck, her fiery locks swaying as she scanned the featureless sky. "It's like the heavens forgot this place exists."
"You know, I think I find the fact that there is even 'night' or 'day' in this cave more absurbed than the fact that there is not any stars" Cheng Rong muttered.
Feng Jiao Xue remained silent, her cold gaze fixed on the horizon. The darkness here was different, a void that swallowed light and sound, leaving only the faint shimmer of magic that flickered occasionally from their enchanted torches.
