A whisper in the wind
The last rays of light caress the golden dunes. The sky is melting into a velvet curtain of deep purple. Night slowly descends on the desert and a soft breeze brushes against her skin, arousing a shiver of anticipation down her spine.
Scented with the sweet flowers and honey, the wind is full of untold promises, carrying a stirring feeling of joy and delight. It speaks of a romantic meeting still to come, of the melding of two hearts. It calls to her, whispering her secret name, amira…
