CHASING CHROME REFLECTIONS ON A DUSTY ROAD

The sun beat down fiercely on the parched earth, kicking up particles of dust with every passing vehicle. The road stretched before me, a scar of cracked asphalt snaking through the vastness. I squinted, my eyes drawn to the gleaming reflections in a discarded chrome bumper, half-buried amongst the tumbleweeds. It was a transient moment of beauty,