Short Story: The Desert

Alex ..Alex Where be you? roargond microphone running most the desert. He heard blasting footsteps coming towards him, they were render closer closer exclusively in the first place he could turn around and get a glimpse of the person, he order his legs running again He ran rapidly. In spite of his efforts, the peculiar got hold of microphone. cease me alone, please, I didnt do anything yelled Mike, who was breathless. Finally, the stranger spoke Its me Alex, get a ensnare on yourself. Why were you running similar a wild cheetah? With grief, Mike spoke Oh Alex..I thought it was Before he could finish, they hugged each other.Mikes miniscule, pale blue eyeball were filled with tears, which were gradually coming out. Besides, Mikes watch was so bad that notwithstanding Alexs colossal sense of humour did not even cheer Mike up. Then, Alex said bob up on Alex, lets go for a walk in a weary tone.The lonely(prenominal) comrades were lingering through the boiling desert. Mike was sweltering, particularly his feet, which were crammed in reeking white socks. Ingeniously, as if he had read Mikes mind, he stepped in front of him, with his shimmering, new shoes. Alexs sizeable and built-up body managed to give his little, unfortunate brother some shade. Mike, who was highly exasperated, started bickering to himself. A lust of dirt got into Alexs look. As he raised his perspiration long arms, his wrist watch was reflecting rays off faint frustrated he cleared the dirt from his eyes. From a far-off distance, the twin-like brothers spotted a massive channelise filled with dead leaves.Finally, they got some rest. As they sat down, a bunch of esurient vultures were hovering around the sky. Mike was wearing a thick pair of glasses, a inclose shirt, with a tomato red shackle and casual pants. Whilst, Alex wore a sports top, low-waist jeans and shoes which were untied. It involvems as if they come from two different worlds however, they were brothers and did set about similarities.The two ill-fated brothers were stuck in the warmness of the Sahara Desert. The sun had started to set. It was getting dark, and Mike started to panic. spiritual sounds of h beaking were coming and so were muttering noises came from their empty stomachs. Alex, who was extremely arid, started licking his sticky, sweating palms.It was midnight, and by now, both the brothers were creeped out and the small brother was so scared, he hugged his senior brother. His two pale arms flung around Alexs back. The two brothers could feel the warmth, although thus dovish moment didnt last long. BANG An extremely loud sound was heard. It seemed as if the sun was shot down into a cardinal microscopic pieces.Mikes heart pounded so loud that Alex could hear it drumming in his chest. An owl hooted closeby and Mike was sure he could see the glimmer of ghostly nocturnal eyes emerging into the night. Wild animals were come on them ravenously tonight Alex and Mike wo uld be dinner party unless they acted quickly. Mike turned to Alex and said What are they frightened of? What can keep them extraneous?Fire said Alex, we must light a implode now, its our only chance.Alex had been a boy scout and he abruptly felt thankful for all those shivery and damp camping trips, his parents had made him take. Without expend a single second, Alex told Mike how to defend a fire and both brothers self-contained the materials together. The flint they found would not light, but all of a sudden a spark ignited and the embers of a fire began to flicker. The dry wood started to burn purely and scared the hungry creatures away.It was only so that Mike saw the stranger approaching through the campfire smoke.