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Thy Noble Steed
Thy noble steed in the long and tiresome ride into the heart of the Sahara desert. We rode through the night to shelter ourselves from the blistering heat. As the sun set, a cool presence lay upon the desert. The starry sky and the moonlight was the only illumination to guide our journey in this barren land of wavy sand. The camels sneer and stench were somehow warming and comforting. To know that nothing could be seen for miles, no city lights, no pollution, no trace of humanity was truly surreal and introspective. Nothing but pure, unadulterated nature and thy noble steed.
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Thy Noble Steed
Thy noble steed in the long and tiresome ride into the heart of the Sahara desert. We rode through the night to shelter ourselves from the blistering heat. As the sun set, a cool presence lay upon the desert. The starry sky and the moonlight was the only illumination to guide our journey in this barren land of wavy sand. The camels sneer and stench were somehow warming and comforting. To know that nothing could be seen for miles, no city lights, no pollution, no trace of humanity was truly surreal and introspective. Nothing but pure, unadulterated nature and thy noble steed.
follow me on Instagram!: instagram.com/ruslangorsky/
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