A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words

It was hot and foggy, the sands scattered about whispering as they glimmered under the desert sun, the land was coarse and barren and scrawling sounds filled the air. The only thing that could be seen from a distance was the silhouette of three travellers daring the desert wrath.

It's been three days!" one of the men finally gathered the courage to scream what had been on his mind. "its been three ...days", He said, a bit calmer this time.

"Relax Kael", the third man cut in. "He's never been wrong, i'll follow him to the far ends of the world without questions. I'll give my life gladly if he says it's worth the cause".
The words pricked Kael as he swayed on the camel. He bit his lips and in a bid to redeem himself said, "Its...been three days", pausing briefly between each word "where are we headed"?
"Over there", the one who had been quiet the whole time said, almost immediately pointing to the brightest star he could notice. "Our quest ends there".
"Quest?... a quest...what for?", Kael thought aloud as they journeyed on...