AC: This is my second story. The prologue is short.
Prologue: The mirage
In the mipedian desert Vinta was walking in the desert. The sun was in the middle of the sky. He walks slowly and cautiously. He heard the rumors about a strange that attack them in the desert and kill them. Those who died are never found again. He walks slowly his foot drive in the hot sand. He was watching the beauty of the desert. The other tribes doesn't understand it, even some mipedian doesn't understand it too. He keeps walking until he sees a blue cloth with a blue cap floating with the rhythm of the wind. He saw no tails on his back. It's not a mipedian.
"Hey you stop! Come back here. I need to talk to you." He doesn't appear to be hostile.
The creature walk away, he appears he didn't hear them.
Vinta close his eyes for a second. When he opens it again…he disappears.
"It must be a mirage."
He then saw some foot prints. The foot prints have 5 toes, one big and 4 small. It begins for a bigger one to the smaller one.
"It wasn't a mirage." Conclude Vinta.
He took his communicator and alerts the desert.
