CHAPTER 22 – DESERT
It is now the eighth day after my accident in the desert. I listen to the story about the businessman and I am drinking my last water.
“Your stories are very nice,” I say to the little prince, “but my plane is still broken. I have nothing to drink. I also want to walk very slowly to a fountain.”
“My friend, the fox, says that…”
“My dear little man, this has nothing to do with the fox.”
“Because soon I am dead.”
But the little prince says, “It is good to have a friend. And if you can die soon, it is good to have a friend too. I am very happy that I have a fox as a friend.”
“He doesn’t see the danger,” I think. “He is never hungry or thirsty. He only needs a little sunshine.”
But he looks at me and maybe he knows what I am thinking because he says, “I am thirsty too. Let’s look for a well.”
It is crazy to look for a well in this big desert. But we start to walk.
We walk for many hours. Then the night comes. The stars start to shine. I see them as in a dream. I am very thirsty. The last words of the little prince dance in my head.
“So, you are thirsty, too?” I ask him.
But he doesn’t answer my question. He only says to me, “Water can also be good for the heart.”
I don’t understand his answer, but I say nothing. I already know that he doesn’t answer my questions. He is tired. He sits down. I sit down next to him.
After a quiet moment, the little prince speaks again, “The stars are beautiful because there is a flower on one of them.”
“Sure,” I say. Then I look at the sand. The sand is all around us. We see the sand in the light of the moon.
“The desert is beautiful,” he says.
It is true. I always love the desert. When I sit down on sand in the desert. I see nothing. I hear nothing. But something beats and something shines in the desert.