A bright red dune buggy shrieked to a halt on Celeste Street.

And separated from it by a narrow cleft there was a fiery- red dune.

A huge lion was standing on the fiery- red dune.

Before he knew it, he had run down into the cleft between the red dune and the blue dune.

The red dunes passed beneath in a blur, closing the distance.

And there was no assassins' fortress, only endless miles of red dunes, and Kasida standing watch over her.

There were few plants here-thegreat forests of the Greening had been cut down for firewood or died and been covered by red dunes.

"Wait!" cried a voice familiar to me, and one of the shrouded soldiers slid down a red dune to stand in front of us.