The sun began to appear from behind the horizon. Its rays, like an artist's brushes, painted the desert, cooled after the night, in purple-pink tones. The sky was clear, the stars had already hidden, and only one little star lingered in the sky: it was interested in watching the dawn through a round through hole in a lonely rock that proudly towered over the desert. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a tornado arose, raising sand far into the air, it flew across the desert and also instantly disappeared, turning into a slender, beautiful girl with oriental features, large emerald-green eyes, long eyelashes, a thin nose, full lips, dark, smooth skin, long, dark, wavy hair. She was dressed in a loose, light purple oriental dress with a hood that completely covered her body. The hood was put on her head.