The City of Towers
Eyes narrowed, the driver gives [Salim] a reproving look.
"I don't think you are telling the truth," he says, glancing at Salim's bag and sling.
"I was trying to get to Ubar," Salim admits. "I sometimes walk in my sleep."
"Ubar," says the driver, thoughtfully. "The City of Pillars on the old Incense Road. Allah destroyed it, you know. Covered it in sand from foundations to spires. Now, it is Irem, City of the Jinn."
"Yes," Salim says, comforted by the familiar sound of the name. "That is the place."
"Well, get in," says the driver, rubbing his arms vigorously. "We don't have all night."