CRUEL REELL - FATA MORGANA

The thirst robs you of all strength and the desert sun relentlessly burns your brain. You know that your last hours have come. You look around you, nothing but sand. But… Is it real? A beauty lies in the sand, smoking. She wears nylons despite the heat. They are sweaty. They are your salvation. They are the only liquid far and wide. They are the only way to save your life – whether you like it or not!