Sairi reached the entrance of the oasis, his face beaming.
He began to gather its golden fruits, which were coated in a honey-like substance that made them taste as if they had been picked from paradise.
He devoured everything he could get his hands on, ravenously, as if he had never eaten in his life. The taste of the honey-like substance tickled his soul and delighted it, making him feel like dancing with joy from this fruit that tantalized his tongue with the most delicious flavors.
He looked ahead and saw a stream of water. He pounced on it like a lion on its prey and began to drink and drink until his thirst was quenched.
Then he lay on his back, his stomach full, and looked up at the sky, studded with stars of every color, and a red nebula surrounding the planet like a curtain embroidered with diamonds.
He placed his hand on his stomach.
