rescue

The narrator crashed in the Desert of Sahara because something was broken in his engine, sadly, he had neither a passenger to talk with nor a mechanic to repair the engine, what made the situation worse was that he only got water last for a week to drink. Here, in the midst of Sahara, a thousand miles from any human habitation, the night was colder and dryer than all the places I have ever been to. finding no shelter to sleep in, he lay on the sand at night. The sand was as soft as a bed; numerous stars glittered as if they were winked to him. The narrator got a sacred and peaceful feeling from the bottom of his heart, completely putting life and death aside.