Nano 24 – Bones

The desert sun bleaches everything white, sapping the color from it like it saps life from everything. The endless wasteland (not quite true) is a place for things to die, and the poor sap laid out in the sand was one of them.

The end probably came slowly, although the worst of it might have been spent lost in delusions as the body dried up before it inevitably succumbed. The strangest thing about the bones carefully unburied in the sand is that there are no clothes, no artifacts, nothing. As if it’s been robbed of those along with its life.