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Monologue Of Andy
Andy.Bart's foot is sputtering on the hot grain of sand,with his his Camel team has already lost .Summer sun consigned on the top of the head, the ground is like a huge fire furnace, relentless righteousness beating down on the sandy world.

He got lost! No food, no water... The compass, maps, all useless,

No matter which direction,all the thing that waiting for he always seems to be the endless,no ignorance of sand.

Finally, Andy is crashing on the burning hot sand to the the ground, the pain due to dehydration dry body can no longer He climbed up.

He dry eyes looked at the direction of the horizon, unwilling to give in to despair of trance, located on the floor
Level of that piece of dune seems to move... No, it

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