Phoebe was also exhausted. She had leaned in Thomas’ arms and drifted off, sleeping soundly...
Suddenly, Vince suddenly shouted, “The sandstorm has died down a little!”
Thomas and Pisces immediately pulled themselves together and carefully looked over.
The sandstorm was less intense as Vince said. They were at the border, but they almost could not feel the threat of the sandstorm.
Vince smiled and said, “We’re really lucky. The sandstorm died down only after we waited for about forty minutes. It seems like this is fated. Perhaps the Tree of Life is waiting for us too!”
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