across the desert

The man in black fled across the desert and the gunslinger followed ...or not.
So my rational mind walked out on me yesterday, and me and my subconsciousness had a lot of fun with all the things we like: samurai weapons, cowboy boots and vaguely arabic desert outfits. All at once, because, you know, why stop halfway?
Also the dust is actually tiny bunches of palm tree leaves. Um. Whatever.