Albert Camus

In the great great deserts, there was sand, warmth, and heat, but there was a very far away very far from everything a little oasis. It was just a tree, a small lake and a little formation of rocks that made a little cave with some shade. one morning, she awoke. She didn’t know how she got there. She didn’t know who she was. She just knew that she had pale skin and long blonde hair. She wondered what she should do.

She woke beneath the leaning rocks beside a small lake, with sand stuck to her pale forearm. Her long blond hair lay across the water, and in its reflection her face looked back without recognition.