Desert Love

The wind was blowing sand into Qasim's eyes and he adjusted his turban so that it would collect into the creases of the cloth instead of his eyelids. He didn't know if they were heading the right way, but they were walking on what seemed to be a path and that reassured Qasim.

He tilted his head slightly upward to check on Soraya, and saw that she seemed comfortable, in an almost serene way. Read the rest of Qasim and Soraya's story here.