Our world, when it rains, flowers bloom, and when it doesn't rain, flowers wither.
Lizards eat insects, and are eaten by birds. But all will die and wither away. One generation disappears, another takes its place. That is an absolute rule. There are many ways to live, and many ways to die. But it doesn't matter, the only thing left is desert...
View from the lighthouse of Ninh Thuan's palace