No Nirvana

'Beyond the mirage, the desert folds into a grassland, to a forest. Midst the flora and fauna of that forest is a fresh water spring. In that pool created by the water spring is the elixir of nirvana.'

Someone whispered this prophecy while I laid half dead in midst of the never-ending desert with sand about to bury me completely.

Hell with that idiot, I know that he is lying. The desert is going to kill me and there is no escape.