Shabby, torn fabric, stained by weeks of travel and bleached from the harsh sun. Long, thin sticks held the fabric up so it formed a triangle with the earth. The sticks were buried deep within the shifting orange sand to hold off the blistering wind.
Tent, Desert
his horse
the man sleeping inside.
I'm a very sleepy person. I live in the castle as a jester. My job keeps me entertaining the royalty for many hours a day. I love what I do even though I'm alway exhausted. I love the enjoyment of entertaining others.
no , i am still tired ... So am I. It was tough sleeping with all the rain yesterday. ye and the tent wasn't much good either Yeah the tent... I'm surprised it's still standing i can't really afford a new tent as I don't get much money being a jester  I understand. I guess as long as the tent stays up... it's remotely useful yes, at least its some protection for the weather. So, are your looking forward to the next ceremony, I'm dress and ready to to practise  I'm ready as I can be I guess. My coat still has a nice shine to it yes you do, I must brush you before we go to keep it that way Thank you so much. You've always been a good owner here, play a little before we get down to business, its going to be another long day entertaining at the royal castle  Thank you. I always enjoy a little play time