They remained there the rest of the dayand through the night, trading stories and songs with their tiny hosts.Tariq carved a likeness of the matriarch...of the clan out of palm-wood,and gave it to her with his thanks.The desert grew more and more beautiful as they continued westward.The deep drifts of sand receded and rock formations of eerie shapesand a thousand colors took their place. These gave better landmarksthan the seemingly trackless sands, but to those unfamiliar with themit was as. I only had memories of who SHE was or who I now was.Nothing. Not a glimmer of recognition. I was panicking now. If Icouldn't recognize him now just minutes after the transformation howcould I ever expect to know him tomorrow.I walked around and around for ages. Depondency was setting in.I simply couldn't see any sign of him. Not anywhere. But perhaps on thebeach.I went back to the caravan... Funny I could remember exactly where ITwas. I tried to remember where he was camping... or even. More

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