She inhaled a breath of real air. Real, arid air. Duncan lowered her feet to the—the sand? “Where are we?” She spun around, realizing they stood in the middle of the desert. Seriously. In the middle of a desert. The sun beat down on them both, and already Cara’s wetsuit was almost dry. But it was air. Dry air. With the sun warming her all the way to her toes. The wetsuit felt too restricting, and she just wanted to peel the fabric off and let the sunshine warm her. She reached for the zipper and tugged part of it down. The sun caressed her neck, and she pulled her hair away, letting the sun’s heat dry her neck. There was nothing around for as far as she could see—just sand dunes spread out in all directions. Not even any little oasis or rock formations to break up the endless sea. “Wow, it really does look like waves made of sand.” “Rub al-Khali.
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