UncategorizedThe thirteenth day of the crossing – relativity in the desertYoskhazMay 29, 2019 by YoskhazMay 29, 20190774 The thirteenth day of the crossing had been drowsy. Sun, heat, the nauseating sway of the camel dune after dune, on a sea of endless... Read more
UncategorizedThe twelfth day of the crossing – the branding of the desertYoskhazMay 21, 2019 by YoskhazMay 21, 20190746 It was dawn of the twelfth day of the crossing. I grabbed a cup of coffee and went to be by myself for the morning... Read more
UncategorizedThe ninth day of the crossing – when the soul looks at itself in the mirrorYoskhazMay 3, 2019 by YoskhazMay 3, 20190762 It was dusk on the ninth day of the crossing. That had been a boring day, particularly when compared to the previous ones. The caravanner... Read more