CHAPTER 22 – DESERT
It was now the eighth day after my accident in the desert. I listened to the story about the businessman when I was drinking the last drop of my water.
“Ah, your memories are very nice,” I said to the little prince, “but my plane is still broken. I have nothing to drink. I would also be happy if I could walk very slowly to a fountain.”
“My friend, the fox, told me…”
“My dear little man, this has nothing to do with the fox.”
“Because we will soon die.”
But the little prince said, “It’s good to have a friend, even if you can soon die. I am very glad that I have a fox as a friend.”
“He can’t see the danger,” I said to myself. “He’s never hungry or thirsty. He only needs a little sunshine.”
But he looked at me and he answered my thought, “I’m thirsty too. Let’s look for a well.”
It was crazy to look for a well in this big desert. But we started walking.
After we walked for several hours, in silence, night came, and the stars began to shine. I saw them as in a dream. I had a little fever because I was very thirsty. The last words of the little prince danced in my memory.
“So, you are thirsty, too?” I asked him.
But he didn’t answer my question. He only said to me, “Water can also be good for the heart.”
I didn’t understand his answer, but I said nothing. I already knew that it was useless to ask him questions. He was tired. He sat down. I sat down next to him. And after a silence, he spoke again, “The stars are beautiful because of a flower which we can’t see.”
“Sure,” I said. Then I looked at the hills of sand which were all around us in the moonlight.
“The desert is beautiful,” said little prince.
And it was true. I always loved the desert. You sit down on sand. You see nothing. You hear nothing. But something beats and shines in that silence.