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(Well, I'm trying to get my tomb imuet's level up so it will be terrible quality and real short.)

Zaar frowned as he ran swiftly across the desert, his scarab Muu just keeping up with him. Zaar was a traveller of sorts and now he was concentrating on what he did best. Running away.

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Zaar's tough paws hit the uneven ground, the sound was soothing to him. Soon he would be away from this part of the desert. Soon he would be free again. It was impossible for Zaar to stay in the same place for more than a few weeks, it pained him. He had to keep moving, or he feared he would go mad.

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Muu's buzzing was rhythmic as she followed the tomb imuet. She felt free, her stance on life was the same as Zaar's. She travelled with him after all. He was the only person in the world she trusted.

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Zaar smiled as he ran. He could run for miles, not flat out sprinting just at this lolopy dog like pace. He hated to feel tied down, trapped. A feeling he couldn't abide, he'd stayed far too long in that last village. The people of it had almost began to count him as a friend, Muu too.

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He'd often asked her how she felt about leaving all the time. Zaar would be lost with out her if she told him she wanted to stay. Thankfully, she felt the same way as he did and wouldn't leave her companions side for anything. Muu buzzed happily her wonderful blue green colouring glinting in the sun.

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It was almost two miles he ran under the constant beat of the sun on his back. Zaar was used to it by now, he sometimes even enjoyed it, but sometimes he couldn't help but wish it was a little cooler now and again. He'd slowed down alot by now, as it was getting to be midday. Zaar had picked the worst time to leave, exposing himself to the full heat of the sun. He may be a desert creature, but this was too much.

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Muu looked over to her companion. She wasn't feeling the heat herself, but she could see he was regretting not leaving at night and travelling 'till dawn. "'Tis lucky there is an oasis mere feet from our current location." Her's was a tiny chittering voice, inaudible to most ears.

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Zaar sighed in relief. "Very much so." looked around to the horizon, most things a blurr for the heat radiating off the sand. He was thankful that he was used to this climate. He was also th.ankful for Muu's brilliant navigational skills she knew the desert better than the back of her antenna

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Inviting palm trees hung low and a gentle blue watered spring bubbled up from the ground. The oasis itself was small, tiny even, but it was big enough for Zaar and Muu. Zaar wasted no time in getting near the heavenly, small expanse of green, after all the heat of the dessert was beginning to get to him.

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The sun shone high over head, beating down insistently. It was midday, the worst time to be out, Zaar could only be thankful he had the shade of the palm trees over head. Even Muu seemed subdued by the stifling heat.

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He didn't know how long he lay in the semi-cool shade, but the heat mixed with the comfort of the oasis was making him drowsy. It wasn't long before his breathing became more even and he turned over slightly. Obviously sleeping deep.

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Muu smiled at her companion, it wasn't often she saw him sleeping. He looked much younger, and so much more vulnerable. The sight was an endearing one.

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She watched him move slightly as he dreamed. Occasionally a small mutter or whine could escape his maw. Muu watched him sleep, hoping his dream was a good one.

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Zaar flickered in and out of dreams, none of them particularly unpleasant. Shapes and colours ran like a river through his dreams. Drifting and changing before he could see catch anything.

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Zaar shifted in his sleep, blues and hazy greens drifted in front of his eyes, and the hazy out lines of pyramids and palm trees drifted in and out of focus. Everything was moving in this semi-dream. There was nothing to focus one. How strange...