Partnership

The wind howled across the dunes, a relentless shroud of sand that turned day into night and night into a blinding white. In its fury the ruined citadel rose like a skeletal hand clawing at the sky, each broken tower a knuckle frozen in stone. The storm had buried the once‑great halls beneath a sea of grit, and only the faintest outlines of arches and mosaics could be discerned through the swirling veil.