She was late for the last bus and slowly ran along the side of the desert highway. He died. The orange disk of the sun had long gone beyond the horizon, but the exhausting heat of the day was not going to give way to the coolness of the night. Over the distant hills ghostly chimeras frozen high clouds, - strange bizarre heaps . The clouds seemed to be hiding in themselves, something . She felt it. As if someone very big was watching her and the whole world from there - from the high sky . She felt like a small speck of sand. The wind blows and carries this grain of sand to vast distances ..