Cloe and Jake were walking hand in hand, with a scarf over their respective heads that bit into with their lips. Their steady steps would sometimes get an unwary cause of the sandstorm that would push and try to drift them apart.But instead, they would halt, grip their fingers into each other's palms and continue their walk with the hope to find a roof to escape the fury of the sand storm in this merciless desert.
Life had been burdensome and treacherous thus, making them spit out only venom at each other.
Nature's Fury united them!
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In 99 words (no more, no less) write about a surprise from a desert.
