Above, the sun continued its relentless deluge of heat and even as she stood there she felt her brow burning with its intensity. It had seemed to her like a tyrant of late, unforgiving and overwhelming; demanding that everything it touched bow to it and surrender absolutely. Everything had.
But in the midst of the dried out land her nose detected the scent of life. Just a hint of moisture in the wind- the faintest whiff of green things. She knew rain was coming.