Donkey Photo Description

The sun was high and the air was arid. he donkey had been walking for 4 days and its legs were shaking with every step. Its dry mouth opened and closed as it moved slowly through the rocks. Its brown, matted fur was dry, it had so little moisture left, it had sweat so much already that it dried up and encrusted upon its fur, leaving it to bake in its own hairy shell. Its only cooling was the intense load on its back. The overwhelming size of its pile served as a good shade for its back. The trip was supposed to be 5 days. With any luck the donkey could get to its destination before dying of overheating. It continued to trudge along, steadily and slowly, each clop of its hooves echoing through the empty hills. The rustle and jingle of things bouncing on the donkey's back was just enough sound so that one listening wouldn't go insane from the silence. The donkey is, of course, unaffected, because it had a job to do, and was going to finish it.