The two men thankfully reined in, and the party dismounted on the top of a dune. They all sat down. Shortly Ramizail said, "It's no good. I still feel awful. The desert's going up and down in front of my eyes."
"I noticed the same phenomenon," said Godwin.
"And I," agreed El Sareuk. "The sorcerers have poisoned us, surely."
There was another silence.
Godwin murmured, "That's curious."
"What?" asked El Sareuk, who was striving with might and main not to throw up.
"Well, I was watching the horizon swell and sink, swell and sink, swell and—"
"For heaven's sake, shut up," groaned Ramizail.
"And all of a sudden I noticed my horse doing the same thing." He turned his face toward them. "I mean he was watching it too, nodding his head. You know, it isn't just us. It's the land. It is rising and falling. The dunes are rolling like ocean waves."