Between the earth and the sky, in a faraway desert a giraffe rested in the beaming sun.The sand melted like a rainbow of browns. A sea of salty sweat trickled down the side of the giraffe, creating a pocket of moisture filling the air. Whilst creeping rays of sun scorched the floating mist, a tiny breeze of wind hit the giraffe devouring patches of greasy oils. Flares of light powered down blinding the small eyes of the giraffe as reflecting burns of heat repetitively bounced on top of his body. Hot. Hellish. Hot.