Orange-Haired Girl

The sky was clear, blue and dotted with white clouds. A scorching wind rustled through the forest that resembled a desert. Strictly speaking, it could not even be called a forest, because every tree was bare and leafless. He-El felt sore all over, his bones weak and soft, his muscles powerless. It was as though he had stayed awake for three days and nights straight. He was so exhausted that he only wanted to keep sleeping and never get up. Suddenly, the depths of his nose began to itch intensely.