Once again, the guy sighed and opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling. It's been about an hour and a half since he just lay there, but he still hasn't had a damn dream. - What is it?! - Uchikha thought to himself. - Saske-kun... The guy turned his eyes on the girl lying next to him. Her head was resting on his shoulder, and her little hand was clenched in a fist and lying on the brunette's chest. Saske thought she woke up, but no, her eyes were still closed and her face reflected complete serenity...

Searching for masculinity and maternity in the American Southwest “[T]he strangeness and wonder of existence are emphasized here, in the desert, by the comparative sparsity of the flora and fauna: life not crowded upon life as in other places but scattered abroad in spareness and simplicity, with a generous gift of space for each herb and bush and tree, each stem of grass, so that the living organism stands out bold and brave and vivid against the lifeless sand and barren rock. The extreme clarity of the desert light is equaled by the extreme individuation of desert life forms...