Beyond the Horizon,part,12

Beyond the Horizon Time was hard to measure in the desert. Sand covered old camp sites within days.Footprints vanished before the sun set.Even the strongest caravan routes changed with every season.Yet cities remembered.Narala had stood for over thirty years.Children born during its earliest days had grown into merchants, scholars, engineers, and caravan leaders.Those who once learned by listening now taught others under the shade of the House of