Gazing out onto a desert landscape with streaming blue sky, a white antelope with beautiful horns listens intently.
Morning
Desert Scrubland
Fifteen Seconds
Imposing
Nobility
. . .
My horns amplify the slightest movement of air. I live without need of a single sip of water for weeks on end. You see me here as others of my kind: with patterned coat of sky and earth. I find the distance of drought brings me closer in my heart to those I love. The hardships of life strengthen my spirit.