only did that when she was near someone she was friends with.
Cammie was along me the whole time, and she didn’t make a sound, but then…
I slowly turned around, and found the hare sitting neatly between Cammie’s front legs, its big
ears wagging up and down. Cammie gently nudged the hare under her belly to provide more shade
for it. How nice of her.
I didn’t really understand anything, but I had the most preposterous guess. I didn’t really feel
like asking the hare if it was true, so I just stared at the camel and hare bonding. After a couple of
minutes, I remembered what I should be doing and started to resume my search for the sand, but
I strangely didn’t have the urge to do so. Something made me look at the hare again, climb onto
Cammie and head back home.
I was on the newspapers and televisions everywhere the next week. I had decided to stay back
in the Gobi Desert to hang around until the news died down. I had claimed the purple sand mine
and it was still with me when I got back home.
My guesses were correct. The hare was actually the purple sand.
It seemed that whoever saw the hare it would be forever theirs to keep, until the owner
decided what they should do with it. The hare would turn into purple dust when there was wind,
and when it was purple dust, you could be granted wishes and fortune, etc.
I had decided to give the purple dust, or hare, back to the Gobi Desert. I found that I didn’t
really need it much, and so I believe I had made the correct decision. If you ever come across the
Gobi Desert, look for a hare. Not just any hare, but a special hare that feels just right. For, that
is the hare that is purple sand, and will give you great fortune that will last fifteen lifetimes, or
special powers.
