Rock_dark_example_3

sketchfab

The sun beats down relentlessly on the worn leather saddle, baking it to a crackling crisp under the scorching desert sun. Sweat drips from my brow as I ride hard, the wind whipping through my hair like a wild animal unleashed. My horse's hooves pound out a rhythmic cadence on the dusty trail, echoing off the canyon walls in a mournful sigh. I push myself to the limit, my muscles screaming in protest as we crest the next rise and hit the flat expanse of open desert stretching out before us like an endless sea.