Yoshi genuinely felt like he was gonna die.
He did not know just how far south he'd traveled, or how long it had been since he'd started, but he instantly regretting going this direct. It was hot everywhere, of course, because of the summer heat, but he had NEVER felt anything like this. There wasn't even a single blade of green grass in sight.
Or maybe there was, and the hallucinations were so bad that he'd begun to genuinely belive he was in hell.
He stumbled as he walked, weak from heat sickness, and ended up tripping over a rock. Landing unceremoniusly on his face.
—and unfortunelty, he did not get back up.
He was alive, concious — but did not bother getting back up.

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