14/04/2024
Our trek began at dawn, the steppe vast before us, its golden expanse untouched by the day’s heat.
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We ascended through the Bogoshty pass, where eagles soared above. We encountered a caravan of traders by a brook, their horses laden with goods for distant markets.
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As we approached Kel Suu, the ground leveled, and the horses sensed the proximity of water, their pace quickening with anticipation.
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Dusk found us at a yurt village with nomads. There, under a canvas of stars, we pondered their journeys.
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When the sun climbs, we're off to the high meadows. What straightforward insights will we find in their simplicity?
📙 Traveler from Elsewhere
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