Armen Jews

(The night was cold. The stars gleaming in the sky above Thar'zir like diamonds, as the sand blew round with the wind. It simmered slightly, the sand almost looked like pixy dust in the midnight light. The tinkle tempting to stare at for hours on end. The dunes looked so magical at night, but the chill could cut through stone. Like a warning to those to travel through the kingdom of Thar'zir of its cold and violent side.)