The pool at the oasis temple was only a few feet across, and its water was too salty to drink. Yet a canoe sat in the center, with its paddles tucked up as though prepared for a long journey.
“Why do we have a boat?” An acolyte asked, perplexed as he watched a group of pilgrims line up just to sit in the little wooden vessel for a few minutes. The priestess smiled and took him aside.
“The desert is vast, harsh, and unforgiving. We must learn its ways to survive. But here, we can begin to know the sea.”

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