Desert Of Gobi: A Short Story

It is a cold night in March as walk through the Desert of Gobi. It is freezing, and my men need to rest for the night, lest they all die from exhaustion. I always thought deserts where supposed to be hot and warm! I thought all hot was lost until I noticed a large settlement in the distance. I tell my men to get up and that I have found our salvation! We then walk up to the city gates and are greeted by armed guards. The guards ask us what we are doing here. I tell them that we are travelers and that we need to stop and rest. They gear what I am saying and allow us to pass. I ask them what is this place and they tell me I am entering the Great City if Pem. I was instantly marveled at their architecture and strange customs. They worship and …show more content…
A few weeks after I arrive, I am told by a messenger that the king of this great land wants me to visit him. I ask him where he wants to meet him. He tells me that it is in the Great Summer
Palace where the king wants me to go. He tells me that although others may follow me, I must see him alone. I oblige and my men and I men about 40 miles north until we finally find the great summer palace. I am astonished, amazed, excited, and scared all at once. The palace is built using only the most perfect of stones, the roof almost meets the sky, and the architecture is so magnificent it is as though I had entered heaven on Earth. After entering, I am then led through a series of long, winding corridors until I reached room obscured by long curtains. I am then forcibly bent down until I am in a position of prostration. The curtains then recede, revealing a large, intimidating beast of a man sitting on his throne. He commands me to stand up, and I oblige. He asks me what my name is. I tell him that my name is Marco Polo, the bravest explorer in all the land. I then ask him, nervously, what his name is. He then tells me his is Kublai Khan,
Emperor of China. He then makes his servants go and prepare a magnificent feast for my